Love, when I die
Celebrate my funeral.
It’s the monument of my life.
The ways I trod,
And the place I reached.
Turning to ashes,
Going to depths
Without any concern for anything.
Even without thinking of you.
I’m going to a place,
The most awaited,
The most peaceful,
The happiest place.
It should be a celebration in your heart.
My death is not a parting,.
But to a rendezvous I go,
Where I will waiting for you,
To enjoy the wine of love,
Till infinity.
