My old friend
My cup is full and brimming with joy,
There’s nothing more I ask;
Contentment forms the layer of cream,
In your glory, I bask.
Life is so full of happy sunshine,
Feel I have lived wholesome;
To quit at the right time is crucial,
Rather than overstay my welcome.
I invite death with open arms,
And a warm genuine smile;
Instead of being afraid of it,
It feels like an old friend of mine.
How often I must have taken birth,
As often must have died;
I wish to die with a hearty laugh,
For all those times I cried.
O, dear friend of eternal sleep,
Visit me soon in your rat race;
I must receive you with full awareness,
As you cast your cold embrace.
Kavita Samuel, a Karnataka based L.L.M (Criminology) shares her views on death and how one must be ready to accept it with a smile and a hug, just like it is an old friend. We loved how she beautifies something so real as death through the calm beauty and poise of her words.
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