Death watches us all.
At our birth, death lies beyond sight
and is merely informed of our existence.
But as time progresses, death plods forth
from beyond the horizon to the fog’s end.
At that point, death watches,
looming in the distance,
standing, dark as night.
For the unfortunates death comes early.
For the over-extenders death waits patiently.
But for all, death comes.
We near death; death nears us,
counting down our every breath
until the last.

Goodbye. A word that haunts. Echos through the dark and paralyzes me with fear, enough to tremble and shake similar to the way a weak hand grasps for months, clutching onto life. When you leave, how do you suppose you hear me. I shout and scream into the cemetery of everything that once was. The lesson of a lifetime is say goodbye early. Say goodbye to the possibility of departure and leave before they leave first. Thats how you say goodbye to a ghost, in a way that will haunt them to their grave.

You called once in a blue moon,
Not because you cared,
But,it was your duty.
Now, you call our relatives and friends,
To announce my passing away,
Show your deepest sorrow,
Shed tears over me.
You ordered the choicest flowers
to be placed on my grave,
Yet, you never gave me a single bouquet on my birthdays.
You stand near my coffin,
Desolate,grief stricken,
Reading my eulogy,
Wish I had heard those sweet words of love,when I was alive,
You have hired a hearse,
To take my corpse to the graveyard,
But,you never had time to take me for a long drive,to the country side.
You have invited all the people we knew and your business associates for lunch after the funeral,
Yet, you never came to take me out to a restaurant.
Why now my son!

Do you remember those days
When we ran upon
Verdant fertile soils
Our nimble feet
Sinking deep into the soft mud
With windswept hair
Brushing against
Our damp skin
Glistening with beads of sweat
The scent of an everlasting summer
Permeated the air
As we played hide and seek
Under a canopy of singing birds
And the sunlight scattered over us
In shimmering golden circles
The sound of our laughter
Pulsating with boundless vigor
Rippled through the radiant skies
Of the most beautiful sunsets
While the dark of the night
Couldn't touch us
We were busy
Swaying and spinning
Under the starlight
Did the sun changed its course
Or did we grew up too fast
That loamy earth is crumbling
It's vitality long gone
Barren and abandoned
It yearns to hear
The melody of beating hearts
The air is heavy
With the deathly weight
Of a silence never felt before
But once a while
The fading echoes of our voice
Can be heard
Barely breaking
The stillness that abounds here
That invigorating sonority
Of the whistling birds
Has been drowned in
A harsh cacophony
Desperately revolting
To breathe life back
In a land
That was painted with
The colors of kaleidoscopic souls
Long ago
This decaying land
Won't call for a second glance
But if you haven't forgotten your roots
Someday you will look back
retrace your steps
And stare wide eyed
At the Graveyard
Of our childhood

Walking through the cemetery, fog in the air,
I remember how it felt when you gave me that stare,
Every time you looked up into my eyes,
I couldn’t help but feel simply mesmerized,
Every time we touched, time stood still,
And when we’d kiss, I’d feel a chill,
I miss those moments that were filled with laughter,
And I wish we could’ve had them forever and after,
But those moments are gone , and we aren’t even talking,
Because I took them away, and you’re the one who’s walking.