A kind man died
It was his life
lived by others the whole life time
a poor man died
rich with ambitions
buried alive
an introvert died
though he talked a lot
but never could speak his mind
a socialite died
with no one to attend his funeral beside
no one to shed tears
no one to put soil
he attended others funeral
but was alone in his last rite
a man with immense dreams
with high virtues
but less achievements died
leaving with most of his desires
he attended his last rite
was buried deep down in grave
with remorse and pain
with plenty of emotions within
no one came to console
no one to praise
no one to say
that he was a great man that day
a man in his teens
died in his dreams
with no one to speak
with no one to cry
with no one to pray beside
reduced to ashes in life
now is the time
he chose to return
to rise from ashes
to reign the lost kingdom of his
to awaken
he still has some time left
to make a legacy of remaining days
to live all his dreams
with no regrets
it was time to take control
of the lost kingdom
And find the lost paradise
it was a resurrection of dead soul
it was awakening
and enlightenment
to not be controlled anymore