The Longing To Live Poem by Anuhaaa Su

It's the dead that scares me—
Not death itself, but the silence it brings.
With a longing to live this life,
I fear the end, not for immortality,
But for the life I've yet to live.

I imagine a peaceful ending—
Somewhere in my sixties,
Wrapped in the warmth of success,
Leaving this world
With a funeral so grand
Even dust comes to pay respect.

I want my words to outlive me,
To echo in every ear,
To wander through the air,
Flow within the oceans,
Drift with the winds of time.

With these dreams, I crave to live—
To live as much as possible,
To embrace the beauty
Of truly experiencing
What it means to be alive...

@Anuhaaa