Journey with Pocketless Coffin

Journey with Pocketless Coffin

I would go from this world,
Leaving behind everything;
Stones pelted, flowers showered,
I will forget, I will forgive.

Insulting jeers hurled with wrath,
But suffered with quietness of heart,
I won’t remember, won’t pick up,
Tears once shed on thirsty earth.

Cold looks and warm embraces,
Love received from unknown faces,
My memory won’t retrieve,
All will fade like a dream.

With pocketless coffin, mind blank,
I’ll proceed to my far off goal;
Footprints on the sands of time
May remain or may go.

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