AN ANGEL FORM HEAVEN

AN ANGEL FROM HEAVEN

 

When I was chapenoring my last days

I tried to remain cheerful in each and every way.

 

I was with severe aches and was resting near the window pane

In the sublime country of Spain

 

All of a sudden, a star came down on my delicate forearm

I touched the star, and I could hear some rustling near my face balm

At this time I could only see some stimulating sparklings

And an angel sprouted out with impulsive wings

 

That angel had blindfolded me

So that nothing I could see

The angel told me that there were golden gates in a straight line

Now may aches were also gone especially that in my spine

Then I heard millions of voices

Very pleasurable noises

I had thousands of queries in my mind

But I kept them bind

But when she opened my eyes

I got that perception when a person dies

I certainly was in heaven 

Because I had died at 87

 BY:- ANSH GUGNANI (SELF-COMPOSED)

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