Mourning
Seal my thoughts with a single lick on the envelope
Smell my breath as you uncloak my feelings
Hold it close to you, feel the weight on your chest
Flickering, that candlelight awaits
Cast a shadow of your pen on paper
or let the blood turn to vapour & soot
Hold it close to you, feel the weight on your chest
Let that decide who’s the bearer-uncouth
The loss of the unborn is not mine alone to bear
The few pounds and decimals, unaware
Hold it close to you, feel the weight on your chest
Hold it close to you, for whom you couldn’t hold at all!
Hold on!
Care!
Posted on October 27, 2013, in Uncategorized and tagged child, death, hate, Life, love, mourn, mourning, parent, parents. Bookmark the permalink. 4 Comments.
“Hold it close to you, feel the weight on your chest
Hold it close to you, for whom you couldn’t hold at all!”
Loved it.
Thank you, Abhra! Glad you like it. 🙂
Hold it? hmmmm sounds cool
Thank you! 🙂