what are the things going on in the mind of a person, who is at the evening of his life?? plz have a look on that And feel it.. 3

O! yam,
How much cruel,
you are; come
Welcome to you.
Don’t be merciful
towards me.
Having deadily dark colour,
With open mouth,
Showing all your sharp teeth
Wearing dark colour clothes
At the dark midnight
when everyone sleeps
Come-come with your deadly arms.
I will wait you with holly courage.
And i will fight with you,
That will be the last fight.
I am to wait for you
Come soon Come soon…………………

This is a poem format of feeling that my grand father have..
he never share s those feelings with any of family members.
but that come out in the form of poems as instanced above..
by posting these lines on blog i want to expresss my honour to him and his COURAGEOUS feelings.


(i wish this invitatation to be dalayed as long as possible.)