Until Death overrule

Contemporary Poetry Anthology by Santosh Kumar Biswa

Until Death overrule

I am not the one I was yesterday, I may not even be alive tomorrow. I pity on my pes seeing it fag, My body fatigues due to creases.

I’m exhausted, my lungs are light, I can't resist any more to breathe easily With due elevation, such warmth kills. Whom shall I plead and whom to accuse? No one seems to hear me utter, But, only to permit and easily brook, Until I’m complete, never back again.

My curse upon those not prudent in mind, So manqué on self, never to believe the future. If ever death overrule me anytime It'd call upon you for the cause I deliver.

Contemporary Poetry Anthology by Santosh Kumar Biswa

And, I shall trade with you too, Not so well for the pain disposed But, I shall eliminate your shelter thereof, Like what Noah saw your kind of agony And no one to be ordained as Naamah, But, make you find the pain you never had And drown you until death overrule.