Open Grave Poem by Shadow Girl

death is an art.....and the grave final stage.............

death is an art...............and the grave the final stage....................

Funeral You left me in the rooms where Death alone smelt. I fear nothing in the darkness Save your absence. I am dead, motionless Without your love, grace, care. Longer than your fragrance Sweeter than your smile Hotter than your veins Death walks around me. I am dead, motionless Without your love, grace, care. I am buried in the wine yard Seven footsteps of yours Tears trickled down on my cheeks. Angel knocks at my grave And then a rain dropp oozed into my coffin. And drizzled me a secret It is raining on the grave. Love is my religion, love is my prophet, Love is my prayer and poetry is my beloved.