I’m Breathing On My Dead Body… English Poem

Rai, Ashok K. ‘A K.'

Creative Writing 

I’m Breathing On My Dead Body…

I’m breathing death…

Only my acceptance

Made me feel alive

Otherwise

I’m living dead.

My dream has been deferred

My life was violently interfered

Neither I can lament nor end myself

My eyes never learnt to smile

How can I celebrate my life …

Every night I commemorate my death

I’m breathing on my dead body…

As I was born I was banished to live

My freedom was seized  

And now here I’m renting it …

When I was in my heaven

(When I was in my motherland)

My smiles were forbidden …

That’s why even now

In this fragrance

I’m breathing dead…

I wish I could dance glory

In the open sky

But my every memory pulls me down

And hits me to my death…

You know, I smell different, right?

Because I’m walking on my dead body …

Only my acceptance

Made me feel alive

Otherwise

I’m living dead

Breathing on my dead body…