Pierce my eyes with a stained knife
Cut my hands with a wicked smile
Make me get to my knees and treat you like a God
But I’ve got an immortal soul you’d die finding for
Tear my dreams and blur my hopes
Put me in a garbage can and be the boss
Feed me a cup of tea with poison and laugh until I die
But I’ll make you furious with my immortal soul you can’t buy
Hate me, torture me with everything you can
Call me a whore, a slut, and every word you have
Paint me with sewage and test my patience
But I’ll laugh at you with an immortal soul you can’t silent
Remembering Osho on his Mahaparinirvana Day
Kill me, tear me, and throw me in the river
You have done your deeds now face this, you sinner
You will rip apart too, run as fast as you can and hide
Because my immortal soul will haunt you for the rest your life
Shreedhar is a high school graduate from St Xavier’s College, Maitighar.
