Ask Her Not To

Ask her not to come near my funeral;

else my soul will start a war with hell to return.

Ask her not to come near my burial;

else I will turn into a seed and my love will grow again.

Ask her not to look at my photograph;

else I might come alive, wanting to be with her.

Ask her not to think of me;

else my memories will chase and start to haunt her.

Ask her not to keep me in her memories;

else I will forever be alive in her thoughts.

Ask her not to mention my name;

else I will mix with the oxygen, to reach her.

Ask her not to keep me in her dreams;

else I am afraid I will forever imprison her there.

By

Sanji-Paul Arvind

*Do not judge my life based on my poems; My Poems and my life are 2 different things.