ON MY DEATH.............

I want to tell u about,
a person whom i met,
i know u wont believe,
it was my own death.

On meeting him first,
in sadness i was drowned,
coz the day wen i died,
no one even frowned.

The winds blew as usual,
the trees also swayed,
even my loved ones,
just cheered and gayed.

My friends forgot me,
my lover got someone new,
wat happened to my body,
i have no clue.

These are the few,
memories wich i had,
but thinking about this,
makes me really sad.

At the moment of my death,
i remember the rain was hard,
the memories of this rain,
is impossible to discard.

The reason of that rain,
to find out i tried,
and god said it was no rain,
but on my death- it was he who cried............

------ANURAG