If I die
no one has to do anything
Everything will be natural
After a math of time
Forgetfulness comes to open a new chapter
wherein I'm fully absent
No need the bouquet on there epithet
There is no need the tears on the tomb
No need the words of elegy or ode
I want to live in the present
I want to live and continue
But what I've to do know nothing
The Past is an impossible memory to live in the present!
© 19th November,2024
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