A bed set on a lonely beach
Shallow shore lets in slower tides
To fill water beneath the bed
It is awaiting its next guest
To pass over the message
Left behind by the last tenant
Wish you a happy journey!
He is set to come in the evening
For enjoying one last sunset
To drench his feet with waves
He would rather walk on the sands
But he is too weak even with support
He is not old, he is just ill
He could lay down and enjoy conversations
A big thank you smile for the moon
For bestowing company in his empty nights
Before leaving this world, while sleeping
This poem is inspired by the picture given by #OnePicPoetry. This poem is dedicated to those who wish to leave this world without pain legally. I certainly wish that for myself.
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