Afterthought

 Life wasn’t fair, maybe, death?

Appalled at the bleakness now

Involved in too much, too less

Forgot myself behind somewhere

Here, in the deathbed

My self, questions myself

Loneliness found a partner, again

Memories of busy minds, silent cries

Sadly, don’t elate the dead

Where did I leave everyone?

Strangely, life always did feel crowded

The sterile sun glared, did the cyclops blink?

Brooding isn’t a choice now

Maybe, tomorrow I’ll be accompanied

Only eternity behind my eyes

Dark and unafraid, stares into mine

The mystery of life inside my mind

Never witnessed a fear of this kind

Meet me at the doorway

I’ll see you off, maybe, anyway.

-Abhinav Sardesai