Today I am talking about a girl
Who couldn't pass by a cemetery
Because of her tears that cloud her eyes
In that every moment, she couldn't see and go blind.
She asks that chosen grave instead
Where to wander like a walking dead
When your soul walks away from you
Taking away your sole ahead.
Yes! I am talking about a cemetery
Which itself gets personified
To empathize its pain to the readers
And plead to God to take away that chide.
Though knowing that now the loss couldn't get vacate.
I am the cemetery of a smile
Who got buried alive
Though he used to be the charm of her eyes
Now got over shadowed by the sad days and nights.
I am the cemetery of those flattering eyes
Where once a laughter or a blush used to reside
Which soon got drifted with tears
Making her eyes full of fears.
Oh! I am the cemetery of those dreamy naps
In which he used to fantasize
As now hovered by the nightmares
And so she is scared even to close her eyes.
Yes! I am the cemetery of that peace of mind
When she knew, he was with her every time
And that tickle in her little heart
When she used to hear her swain's voice.
Now gone that hope, now gone that stare
Got withered away that pride
Which she used to feel in their long walks
And in those city rides.
For sure gone her every bliss,
Even her tender voice
Whose cemetery got its way
Next to her lover's grave.
Long gone that care and that loosing fear
Which on his grave got sprinkled as dust
And seeing that love, her interred swain
Urge to come back to life for her! !
Poet's Notes about The Poem
Nevertheless, life goes on and so the beloved has to move on...
Comments about this poem (Unanswerable Chide by Rakshita Gupta )
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