Graveyard and Their Dreams
/A person buried in the graveyard can
Carry a life, still unsettled.
The grave is turning and the wicked moon is rising, also
The sun in the morning was not balmy
Although –
Dreams are not buried in the graveyard
They can burn like a black coal in reality.
In the abode of existence outside the grave and
In the four walled house which seems like a jail to her,
Each breath is counted.
A struggle for life awaits her.
“Your husband is buried peacefully in the grave,” says the world to her
Yet, the vividly haunting plight tortures her daily
All their shared dreams and aspirations are buried
In the graveyard along with his body disappearing slowly, under the mud
After the earthquake had shaken their home,
It was his turn to be under the mud and rest in the new home below
But, he could not rest there in peace.
He heard their children crying
He felt in his heart that
Darker shades of their tears
Will grow like cancer in their heart
Their future has been forsaken
Like expired medicines,
Turning them to
Lifelong patients –
Diseased with life.
By Sushant Thapa
From: Nepal
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