If Someone asks what's the beauteous thing you have seen in your life?

Definitely I tell him or her
The Honorable Death!
Open your eyes and see that poor man
Who lies in a cheaper casket like a Cardboard box
And the loved ones around him crying?
Tax collectors, Money lenders, sympathizers
And the Landlord of his rented house
All like statues and never grumble him again.
Precious heart stopped and blood river never flows
Lungs malfunctioned and no Oxygen intake
Strange odor and ooze from the nostrils
And the color of his skin turns into pale blue
Everybody wants the burial soon
And nobody likes to stay longer with him?

A humble dedication to my poet friend Pranab Chakraborty!

poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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