The Last Step Poem by Ramakrushna Sahu

THE LAST STEP

I am loosing hold on my body
And the body on me
Though I am nearing the coast
I am not afraid being thrown
into silence
Nor I have any greed and grip
Of the land on which I stand

Before I step into oblivion
Let me collect something more
To distribute among my mates
The beauty worth seeing
And the songs worth listening

I am simply an explorer
Of the path that never end
But there is a bignning
And an end to me
Le my friends come
And continue the further journey

Forget me
I don't want to be remembered
Don't even store my gifts
But keep their essence in heart
If it gives you light
And shows you the path
In darkness of the night.