Poetry

Aa Dil photo

By

Nasir Soomro

Celebration of Death

Gather world, sing and celebrate my death,

You took all revenge of my birth,

Lower me into my grave,

I let you last time lower me,

Finally I died my own death,

After dying everyday,

Those chopped me into pieces,

Distribute them fairly and squarely,

A wrenched fella like me doesn’t belong here,

Or anywhere,

The beauty of love was not considered,

This doormat was tread upon everytime,

All the hate and hurt is gone now,

Bid your eternal ecstasy,

I am here no more,

So, celebrate my death,

I am better off in absolute silence,

My tombstone must be marked “Never Born”

Nasir Soomro

Nasir Soomro is from Pakistan, he is working with the Energy Department, at the Government of Sindh, Pakistan. He is author of the book, ‘Peaks and Perils of Life’ (English Poetry) and is currently working on his semi-autobiographical novel in English.