Mymind

  day 52.. Goodbye my friend... Let Me Go When I come to the end of the road And the sun has set for me I want no rites in a gloom filled room Why cry for a soul set free? Miss me a little, but not for long And not with your head bowed low Remember the love that once we shared Miss me, but let me go. For this is a journey we all must take And each must go alone. It's all part of the master plan A step on the road to home. When you are lonely and sick at heart Go to the friends we know. Laugh at all the things we used to do Miss me, but let me go. Christina Rossetti

 THE WILL OF AMRITA PRITAM Fully conscious and in good health,  I am writing today my will: After my death Ransack my room Search each item That is scattered Unlocked Everywhere in my house.   Donate my dreams To all those women Who between the confines of The kitchen and the bedroom Have lost their world Have forgotten years ago What it is to dream. Scatter my laughter Among the inmates of old-age homes Whose children Are lost To the glittering cities of America. There are some colours Lying on my table With them dye the sari of the girl Whose border is edged With the blood of her man Who wrapped in the tricolor Was laid to rest last evening. Give my tears To all the poets Every drop Will birth a poem I promise. Make sure you catch the youth Of the country, everyone And inject them With my indignation They will need it Come to the revolution. My ecstasy Belongs to That Sufi Who Abandoning everything Has set off in search of God. Finally, What’s left My envy My greed My a...