BUT NOBODY TOLD ME THE FUNERAL NEVER ENDS.

IT'S BEEN ELEVEN YEARS NOW, AND THE CASKET'S STILL LOWERING.

*"LEAVE ME HERE MOM. LEAVE ME HERE. I'M DEAD TOO."

Down I've worn the tread.
I was born already dead.

honey any direction
you hold Avenue
Are blessed
Though only in reflection
Infrequent Glimpses,
memories of a fragrance
Irreconcilable differences
Heartbreaking recollections
Every direction,
You are a part of
Echoing closely and far away
No place that hides or denies
Images and reasons to
Or not to, You
Unwanted necessities
such as this fragile peace
Forever and always unmade
Won't be, never lessens or fades
Feelings are effective triggers
With unfailing memory
Still strum and play
Strings beneath cry iut
Easier accepting never accepting
Ever after sold this fool
All his dreams,  every part he guarded
No longer,  but for now has been
His burden and imposed sadness.

Strange enough to say that I am with you
Stranger still to hold you in my arms
The planets don’t align this way on purpose
I wonder if the moon surprises Mars
With serenades and unexpected flowers
With notes to say I’ll miss you while you’re gone
I hope you’re startled right into my orbit
Delight me every eve and every dawn

Turning any direction
Though knowing,
None do hold Avenue
Nor bliss, just reflections
Infrequent Glimpses of then
Familiar fragrances on the wind
Bitter recollections,
Irreconcilable differences,
Heartbreak,
Changes...
You, in every direction.
You echo over and over
From far away places
Forever which replay
Images of you,  from then
Such is memory
Easier these days
So far off those moments
That still surface
To be replaced sometime
Some day in the future.

I promise to respect you
No matter what’s revealed
In assonance and in rhyme
In form and free verse
When you look to me for courage
I will lend a steady hand
I promise to persevere
No matter the position of the moon
In syllable counting and soul scraping
In haiku and villanelle
I will cherish the time you lend me
In frustration and in ease
I will wait for you
I promise to give you my all
No matter what I think I have left
Innovation and exercise
In reaching out and introspect
I will keep nothing for myself
But give to you freely
All that the spirit and bone of me
Will allow me to give

~~~
When the wooden door leads a little,
To a force is put
In the erst of the body fleece wells,  
Sweet sweating as the dew is deposited

The clamor of the known birds,
Uttering,
Be filled,
North wind changes direction,
Comes through my southern window

When harmonic air,
Passed over the yellow paddy fields,
Farmers perches hope's aroma
Into the hearts  

At the mid of the noon,
Cowboys keep exhaustion on flute
Swelling of the new message,
Leaves
Flowers
Fruits

After a Long waiting,
Pied crested Cuckoo singing
Mating songs
The peacock repeatedly whispering peahen

My beloved,
Your one "April" desires
bought us,
Cuddly child as the light purple rose

And they say you
Sing your song of arrival
O' April O' come!
Once Again!

Show Your Cyclone form
Engross your soul
Bring the rain,
Chill the Nature
Add to birth New Child for the unscathed time
~~~
@Musfiq us shaleheen