I don't believe in God heaven or hell,
But I still wanna meet you after my death.
I have known you since I first fell,
So I can tell that you were too young
to be the first one among the siblings to go away.
The news seemed too out of the blue,
So much so that it took some time to feel sad.
And it didn't help that tears didn't flow at once when I saw your paleness,
It just made feel distorted and mad.
©kartikz
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