If One Finemorning

If one fine morning, When the darkness will, Be with in union with, The days, first light- I want to leave this world, Stealthily, beyond this Sorrowful path........ Where every soul suffers, Even me, who have a wonderful, Nest of my own, home and hearth, Cozy life, affection and love, Feel for the have not but, Can't fulfill their want, Sorry to live, for this Failure of my tasks, Their blank eyes, their Walks on the unknown goal, Make me think, but, no Ways to solve this riddle. I hear their silent cry.... Their speechless pain.. I cherish to depart without, Their farewell, without seeing Their, mournful faces...