Graveyard Poem by AISWARYA T ANISH
Graveyard
The eyes of the dark
Which see through the dimly lit full moon
The snowy flakes,
Covers the graveyard which wakes
The cracking of lids
The wooden carved coffins underground
Some opened up,
Horrors stood up, stretched and bent
With all their waiting there came the end
The lonely graveyard,
Now filled with unseen shadows
Approaching hot living blood
The clinking of chains, hanging from hands
The one-eyed pirates, dirty and torn
They were white, outlined black
With fearful groans, this enjoyed pain
So the graveyard awoke
No fiction at all…
Fearful horrors, they waited so long
For the some that needed to be paid
Some which caused their fearful deaths
The shaken up minds, heart broken men,
By spoiling so some lived, closing the gaps
Fury rose up from them, head to foot
What they accepted was beyond dreams
They will kill, let them
If you shield the culprits, you will be next
So they took off, be aware
The eyes of the dark following them
But when would they return?
After those terrible deaths they suffered
The sounds grew louder, when they approached farther
The clinking and groaning still behind them
January 2008
[DECEMBER 26TH 2004.
I KEPT THE HORRIBLE SCENES OF THE TSUNAMI WAVES. WHILE
LEAVING MY HOMETOWN, I SAW WHAT THE SEA DID TO THE BEAUTIFUL SHORE AND TO THE PEOPLE. THE BEAUTIFUL SHORE BECAME A GRAVEYARD THAT DAY. NOT SLEEPING IN PEACE WAS 150 PEOPLE. THE ONES WHO WERE CHEATED BY THE SEA. THE SCENES OF THE BODIES BEING BURNED WAS A HORRIBLE SIGHT. AND I HAVE KEPT THAT ALL MY LIFE AND THIS IS WHAT CAME THROUGH MY WORDS. THE HORRORS SEEKING REVENGE. BUT WHAT TO DO TO NATURE? ? ? ]
© Copyright Aiswarya T Anish, Kerala, India
I could taste the stench of gravyard subtly. Not being one for poems about graves, and the like, it was like a brisk but strong wind for me.
Great poem. I see lot of mature writings. Read my 'GRAVEYARD'.........9
Aishu, I'm beginning to feel nervous now. I'm 12 but you are so much more better than I am. I love your poem! Amazing, incredible and you wrote it from your own experience. I guess it's time to say there is more to you than meets the eye. Well done! ! !
So they took off, be aware The eyes of the dark following them But when would they return? After those terrible deaths they suffered The sounds grew louder, when they approached farther The clinking and groaning still behind them...it was so tragic and unexpected and ever witnessed by us.. but after it is nature that makes end equall whether we like it or not.. it is so meaningful andtouchy poem n i was moved by it....10 read mine i am disgrace.... rest in peace
Tragedies because of Nature Is it because we keep pushing Nature to the edge that sometimes The backlash comes to swallow Us in the form of lava, earthquakes And tsunami waves! The Tsunami left its mark on each and all showing us the other ruthless side to Natures face. Angel.
You are so young for such grave poetry but your thoughts belong to happier thoughts for one so young IVOT
aishu, i read this poem earlier........ still i read it cause of the depth of pain.... i too had written a poem named tsunami. just go through it...10.......
its so nice my dear friend aiswarya......u r really talented..................! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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