Night Funeral Poem by S.C. Setai

As I above the dark filled grave stand,
words are spoken I do not hear,
tears fall on the moonlit land,
the world is still, the dawn draws near.

The silence is broken with memorys of her smile,
I cry out to her, 'wake up and come back! '
to hear the laughs and singing a while,
but nothing comes but the endless night of black.

We used to walk together at the end of the day,
we sang songs of love, joy and peace,
'Why! ' I shout, 'why won't with me you stay? '
and with the memory tears faster fall but never cease.

I am alone, my friends have left me,
this is not the first night I have stood,
at the grave of them I will never again see,
to god I cry for no more pain, for death in this wood.

I take a rose with a beautiful bud,
I plant it above the head of my most loved,
I say (to the flower) 'grow by my blood, '
and I join my love in paradise, I am dead.


To the unnamed that I walk with at the end of the day.
My love is everlasting.