Sanu

Poetry

We weren’t best friends, not even close,
Maybe that’s why we didn’t stay in touch,
Occasional conversations once in a while,
Months and months went by without a word,
So, I write to you words I never said,
Oh, how I took you for granted,
Knew you’d always be there,
Just a call or a text away.
I remember our jokes & your weird laugh,
The way you played with colors & shapes,
Ah, how you strived to be better every day,
My partner in almost all my works,
You were the creative to my copy.
And I hate it more than I can express,
There won’t be working together ever again,
That I need to talk about you in the past tense,
How is it fair that I need to go on,
While your journey comes to an end?
How is it fair to any of us,
To go on without you in our lives?

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Rest In Peace?

Poetry

That wretched doctor who took my life,
I curse him from beneath the grave,
Oh, how he said cancer is to blame,
After operating me for tumor, what a shame!
Oh, how my daughter cried,
As she saw me rapidly fade,
And my sons gave up their dreams,
Too soon, they had responsibilities to take,
Then, there’s this magical little girl,
Whom I never got to meet,
She has my eyes, my nose,
And a small part of my soul,
She stares into my photo and says,
As if I can hear her pray,
“Everything would have been different,
If… if only, you were alive.”
Damn! Her wishes keep me awake,
Pondering, wondering, screaming,
‘What if I had a few more years to live?’
There’s no resting in peace.

NaPoWriMo Day 8. Monolouge of a dead person.

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The Right Way to Mourn

Poetry, Writer life

Is there the right way to mourn,
The death of someone you love?
We’ve all seen it in movies,
Tears flooding down the eyes.
Sad music, rain and all things grey,
But real life doesn’t sway that way. 


Some people do cry their hearts out,
Heart-wrenching guttural cries,
While some just let out  a few sobs,
In the memory of the ones that has gone,
Some could just stand and stare,
In utter denial, acting unaware,
Some could even laugh out loud,
Upon the cruel joke faith just played. 


You see dear, there are many ways,
For people to express their grief,
Each have their one story,
Losing a loved one isn’t easy.
Just because they do it differently,
You don’t hold the right to judge.
Cause there’s no right way to mourn,
The death of someone you love. 


Some could slit their own throat,
To reunite with the one that’s gone,
Some could cry for days and nights,
The melancholy swallowing them,
Some could act like nothings wrong,
Pretend the dead is still alive,
Some could turn to Jack Daniel’s,
Try and forget the fact so tragic
.
Everyone deals with it differently,
And there’s no perfect way.

Topic by: Bharath

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Death wish

Poetry, Writer life

I wanna slit my wrist

And stab a dagger through my chest.

I wanna feel the pain

As the red liquid flows out my vein.

Empty my mind slow and steady

As I drift into a forever sleep.

I want close my eyes

Never to open once again.

It’s a beautiful life

But death seems all the more pretty.

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