"A Buried Soul" Afterlife Death Note...

By Dr. Neetu

Here is me…the cadaveric me..

Dead, dull, demised…

Stiffened me…

The one who loved to be a free spirit…

Had never thought of this drift,

That calm, that pleasant and that swift…

Have you ever feel caged…?

In times of life’s dreadful events remain unpaged…?

It’s just a corpse which is being buried…

And me left with a question of,

Why my soul is feeling worried……?

Unshowered with the grace of divine…

I am prisoned….in this woody coffin, having a beautiful design…

Ending my life will end my pain…

That unblissful idea, now seems utterly insane…

Why I made myself to reach this place…

Coz I was not the only one to feel the inequity of race…

For the afterlife, it was just a part of me, that was curious…

Or the thought of taking my breath away was that much obvious…?

If Curiosity would be of future…

The will would surely be praised by the nature…

Wrapped in this white shroud…

And the gravestone, encircled with crowd…

I will just be a undercut fossil…

Will still be judged by the people so called social…

These annually brought flowers with aroma…

No more feels aromatic…

Nothing changes..coz…

World has always been a critic…

So,

The buried soul is asking what to regret…?

To go…to grow….or go with the flow…?

Or not realising of being a little slow…?

Surrounded by the darkness all around

Here is me…

Cadaveric me….

Dead, dull, demised..

Stiffened me…

Waiting my soul to get set free…

Its not just a body being buried…

Better to say “A BURIED SOUL”

By Dr. Neetu