RELIGIOUS SUICIDE

I have kept my thoughts aside

Because now I choose to die

And somehow

All my dreams come alive

Wish I could tear this earth apart

Built a grave

Chosen by my own heart

I want to march with the gods

Construct a bridge divine

And leave no earthly knot behind

For this life bares no new fruits for me

And only death

Brings me empathy

With calls of sweet comfort

From far east

Like every sunrise

Come to an end

Soul moves on

Seeking rest

In a bed of silence

That God would lend

And somewhere in our slumber

He would tend to our soul

Consuming our sins.
                            -Vamsee Mohan