[POEMS] Coffee Poems - Poetry Collection Volume 2

054 | My Death Script

One day I will die,
I may or may not be able to bid goodbye
I want my coffin to be closed
For I may not be pleasing to see
Because of some disease I was diagnosed
I may be old, burnt or maybe an amputee
Do allow me to cover the casket
So that I won't be able to witness how 
People would shed tears of a bucket
Or maybe perhaps how people will smile 
And laugh as they were gathered 
In one place for awhile
At least even after dying I had given 
Something to them aside from sorrow, Grievance, burden for every tomorrow

One day I will die,
Let me content myself inside
This four rectangular box
Wishing before death knocks
I had fulfill each oaths I've dignified
To my beloved better half
Whom taughtt me that life wasn't tough
For my offsprings to bore off their own
Luckily speaking, I was never alone
One day I will die,
It can be suffocating, cold, alone and dark
But I would fully embrace the stark
I would be dressed in white
Freed away yet locked in so tight
Palest and lifeless as I can get
But so far this is the best I can be
For this is a day I was remembered 
And loved by the many

One day I will die
And by then
Certainly,
I will not ask why