Rajkumari's Mind

There I rest on my throne No flesh only bone Oblivious to the world Staring at the telephone But Oh! The phone won't ring It has no news to bring So alone and quiet I continue to sing I sing for him Who promised to call But all I can hear Is the silence in my hall But oh! I keep forgetting a lot I'm not in my bed And it's been years since he's spot Now I remember, I'm dead ! Oh dear me ! Such a forgetful mess But what else would you expect From bones in a dress? 

Sometimes it feels like my world is falling apart and will collapse on me, crushing me with every breath I leave. So I try holding my breath hoping to hold onto life for a little longer. The world is already coming down.  Why don't I just give up the control knowing that giving up control does not necessarily mean I lose but, be free. Not of life but the responsibilities that life burdened me with.  I know I would still live on even after I die. My remains would still be there because somebody's new world would flourish on the ashes of mine.  So I'll live .  In the fragrance of a flower In a leaf's pale color In the whispers of breeze In a baby's sneeze I'll live  In a grain of sand In a farmer's rough hand Under a little dog's paw Who's digging with awe  I'll live.   In the laughter of a child In the tears of a bride In an athlete's smile Who just ran a mile  I'll live.   In an army ma