~ GRIEF AND FUNERAL~













As the sun battles to go back

But time pushes,

As the candles shine like moon

Black cloud shielded the sight.

As they sat by candles with set of

favorite clothes,

What made by dust has been mold

back by dust like a new creation.

In mind it remained as a statue

A toast in hell angel of death

sips into cherry wine.

Sailed boat leaving with the soul.

Soul rise like dust into the wind

Rest in peace for flesh it always

find calm,

Like palm trees pain rise from

it foundation and turn into bricks.

The loss monument laid.

Roses detect into grave.

Conclusion has set hands tight

like a closed book,

Dew in eyes like a leaf in sweat

Cemetery songs like market different

bodies laid,

Unknown heroes and know buries.

Grief black cloak in shoulders

A soul unplug into the body

yet memories rose like seed into

the soil.

Tombstone with foreword.