Old man , a poem

Let me thrust back into my chair , 

I am old now , I am weak a Meyer , 

Let me live my life in my chair , 

I 'll help myself , I 'll do it on my own ,

I am done with asking enough , I am done with losing hope . 

I am nearing the dome , near the darkest hole , 

My happy lived life are dug there with my new soul , 

My happier life are here , on this chair , 

Let me be the Meyer of my paradise , let me live on my own , 

I am done with asking enough , I am done with losing hope . 

Happier I am than ever , to be on my chair , 

Happier are my happiness than any sorrow worth a fare , 

I feel good on my poor throne , 

I am living the kingdom , I am leaving the king , leaving for the dome , 

Let me peace myself , when my body is piecing on its own , 

I am done with asking enough , I am done with losing hope . 

I am leaving this legacy here , I am leaving this chair with you , 

I am leaving all of mine here , 

I am taking , just me over there , 

I am nearing , I am hearing , 

The beats , the sound , that is coming through , 

The man is here to ride me to my dome , 

I had been since very long , I had been weighing my thoughts strong ,

I must leave now , I know there isnt anyone to wish , I stop , 

I must leave now , " I know . ". . . . . " I . . mu . .m. .",

I am done with asking enough , I am done with losing hope . 

I had to speak more , I had lot to say , 

I wish you learn , what you had to know , 

You may love ruling my kingdom , 

You may love ru . . . lin . . . ,

I 'll see you in the same chair , I know you 'll be on the same throne ,

For it was the only kingdom I left , 

It was the best thing I had , 

I am leaving my peace with you , 

I am leaving my p i e c e with you .

I am done with saying enough , I am now gaining hope , 

I have reached where I wanted to , do not worry , I am glad here

- Bharath R Rao , on chair