Oh Master!  Oh Master !

Embrace me, accept my last salute

I am late for my eternal journey

Bid me a grandiose farewell

As I won’t ever be home sick.

Sheen of your heaven is lost

and renamed as hell by cannibals.

Mornings are often mournful

and frozen pain of morning dew

Nights are nightmares fair

Of cold murdered dreams.

 

Oh Master!  Oh Master!

Here blood thirst of manslaughter

Glorify massacre of innocence

enjoying deafening screams of agonised.

Graceless rising of day & night

silent vow of sun and moon.

Christmas eve without Santa Claus

New year devoid of any wishes.

Worldly desires are disowned

by all perdurable promises.

 

Oh Master! Oh Master!

Accept my last acquiescence

before I sink in my laboured breaths

freeing my own umbilical cords

shredding all my possessions.

My soul’s resonance waits for your call

before the curtain drops over our sojourn meet

and the holy death wrecks my attires.

So let me sacrifice all the unlived dreams

in the pyre of my half lived birth.

Oh Master! Accept my tribute before it is too late.

 

 © Maya Dev 2014 Dec