A bed of gold
Lining of silver
Pillow of velvet
And yet never awaken
Never a glimpse of my royal bed
The long night is only beginning
And yet no thoughts of tomorrow on my mind
Many eyes will pass over me and yet I would never know which eyes loved,adored , hated or had a little emotion for me
Need I remind them who I am or I was
Or may be
I have never been an attention seeker
Forever I will call your attention when you think of me
When you pass by
I cast my tentacles wide
but forever I shall remain in a 'rectangle inside'
Such ironically true fact
Tonight and onwards I lie in eternal sleep
