My Funeral

Photo Credit: Gagan Deep

The holy trinity is our role –

Body, mind and soul.

The body is a limitation

Bound to leave the earthly station,

As my relatives gather ‘round

To my funeral’s sound.

Bells will irk me yet again,

As I have never been a fan

Of final unrehearsed retreat.

Life in itself is a feet

Of self-deception and image,

Decorated with florescent fluff.

Death simply ends the scrimmage

With: “Thank you. That’s enough.”