While crossing the road
Thought about
Celebrating tomorrow;
Stepped ahead,
Making a wish,
Gazing the blue sky
Draped with grey apparels.
Eyes filled with tears
Blurring the vision.
Fell tossed and tumbled
On the road,
Lying flat
With palpitations
Bleeding, and regret
Why wasn't I celebrating yet ?
Blinked again,
It was hazy.
I breathed my last
As it made me easy.
They lifted & howled
With tears,
Cursing themself
As they weren't there
Since years.
Time flew
They adjusted.
Told there grandkid:
A day without laugh
Is a day wasted.
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