I Should Become A Flower And Faint To Die In Graveyard!

The people
…Who came in front and behind me
Called me so.. so.. - Corpse!

If they would have spent,
…At least a certain percentage of money
They had thrown for innumerable

Flowers and colorful amusements,
…I would not have been going like this
With a coin sticking to my forehead!

If they had been like the dots I put;
…and the colors of the feathers
As and when my eye visions

Had brushed the paintings,
…the compulsory occasions
would not have arisen like this!

The new semblance of flowers
…Was hanging as garland in the street shop
For the next corpse, to convert itself as an orphan corpse!

If I start analyzing in short as relatives
…And friends, the chain of that orphaned flowers
Appears to be my relative for the unknown person I became!

I pray that these flowers and garland
…become a man and goes for death procession,
I should become a flower and faint to die in graveyard!