If death came cloaked in quiet rain
Draped in silence,
And told you to give a name—
A name,
Of a person you love
Amongst your beloveds,
Who would it be?
Whose absence
Would buy you time?
Whose darkness
Would bring you life?

If life arrived with springs first bloom
With breath warm as morning sun,
And asked,
Who would you love to have back
Amongst your beloved—
Whose smile
Would you call from the grave?
Whose return
Would have your heart filled?

And if both came,
One shadow, one light,
And stood on either side of your soul,
Demanding answers
From a heart already worn thin
Could you speak?
Would you choose?

Or would you fall silent,
Let the weight of love
And loss
Be enough of an answer?


            ©️ Eniyans
                         Poetry
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