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Pauvel Jétha
Poems
Mar 2022
Tapestry
A tapestry of a life lived
Depicting memories and victories;
A tapestry that is gold,
A tapestry that is frayed.
Hangs on the wall this tapestry
And before it sits a Paragon,
Musing, reminiscing and wilting,
Her little world ever shrinking.
Does a Paragon lose her quality
If she can no longer act?
Would her love and patience be forgotten
Or would her past glories suffice?
Illness demands a levy,
Exacts a crushing toll.
Its every touch a withering stroke,
Its very cure leaving another wound.
The curve of a changed smile
Is like a scythe to the heart.
The mutated sound of a voice
Cuts you with its familiarity.
I sit beside the Paragon, unworthy.
Unable to heal, unable to help.
Ill equipped to fulfill her smallest dreams
I sit beside her and weep.
I see now through the veil of the past
Where lives a life I loved.
Over my shoulders I drape a tapestry,
Frayed by the dead hopes of the future.
#sad
#depression
#sickness
#death
#illness
#disease
#pain
#loss
#cry
Written by
Pauvel Jétha
M/India
(M/India)
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