‘‘When you give a word, He gives a letter”

When your life will be over
When your hands will be wrinkled
So take my hand
So I will make you stand
Before we will be parallel
Realize the lies and the truths.
When your hairs will be gray
When you will be no more
So take my hand
So I will make you stand
Realize the truths and the lies
Before we will be parallel.
Your are going to leave all behind
Start saying Goodbyes
Goodbye to your Winters, your Summers
Goodbye to your nights, your days
Before we will be parallel
Realize the truths and the lies.
Don’t think of — buried or burnt
There’s nowhere to go
You are coming to my realm
I’m prepared with my Questions,
We will walk days and nights
Come prepared with Answers.
Forgive everyone
Your coming beyond the wall
All you need is to wait for one last call
The journey will be long
Keep yourself strong
You are almost placed
For the new, you will be blessed.

-ta poems

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