Death Doesn’t Scare Me Anymore.

You took away my belongings, expecting me to cry
When all I did was vow to myself
That I’d always find a way to fly
‘Cause my belongings meant nothing to thyself.

Have you ever seen the hawk get soft upon the prey?
Or seen a mountain moved by relentless rain?
Your ways have made me more careful, wistful today
For now I know the pain.

My legs have given way quite often, so have my knees
I’ve found ways to rein myself in
‘Cause it wasn’t you I was fighting with
I had the biggest enemy within.

You gave me ways to not carry on, you were right
It’s a pity you picked me, ‘cause I wasn’t going to move
I’d keep on trying, like stars in an endless night
Maybe find the way to enter the roof?

It’s such a shame that you knew not how little it meant to me
You took away my body, gave me another reason to give in
My soul was procured well deep, how it was meant to be
The fire was burning still within.



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Mohul Bhowmick

Mohul is a national-level cricketer, poet, sports journalist, travel writer and essayist from Hyderabad, India.


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