The Last Journey


Come up my friend Don’t be afraid of it,
Yes this hill is steep and high, and we are too small for it.
But then up top above, we get what we desire
Were every pain of our life is burnt in the fire.

We have to work hard once my friend,
Once in our life time our back needs to bend.
Then what awaits us is a paradise
where everyday we will be showered by merchandise.

Our life my friend till now have been a shame,
Now it’s our turn to kiss fame.
At that height, down below we will take a peek
All we will see, will be those loser geeks.

Here we are friend, just a bit more left,
Now my lord will plan his last theft.
Steal from us, every breath left in our soul’s,
and fill us with eternal peace and stillness.

Image courtesy: Google 

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5 thoughts on “The Last Journey

  1. “Here we are friend, just a bit more left,
    Now my lord will plan his last theft.
    Steal from us, every breath left in our soul’s,
    and fill us with eternal peace and stillness.” Beautiful as ever and these last lines sums up your whole poem and a good pic too.

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