Death - My Friend - Poem by Anu Shraddha
We lay together in the ocean blown sand
as he held me firmly in his hand.
Gently as he rocked me in his arms,
his eyes were warm
and his whole demeanor was nothing but calm.
When I lifted my head
from the burrow of his manly chest
he started singing his soulful best
but something in his eyes was amiss!
Scared of death, I tried fighting him away
but he held me near him through the way
and as I experienced his peaceful sway
I wished I could continue to stay!
I would have lain there as long as be
but he pushed me laughing in retreat
and walked in opposite direction of my beat
saying one day we will definitely meet!
Shaken by this life-changing forbearance
I wait alone here for my friend
but for sure I know he would come
and take me into his arms as one!
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