O' Death!!!-A Poem
The prick of unbearable loss of loved ones;
Is more painful than the prick of a needle,
The suffering that one undergoes;
Makes a strong one also feeble,
The heart stops in a jiffy;
The mind acts iffy,
A day before the loss looks clear and bright;
All of a sudden the onset of a gloomy night,
Blown-out roof, worn-out kitchen;
All that pitch in,
Friends and relatives;
Pat on the back,
Mom and Dad lay in an ice pack;
Left only with questions with no answers,
It’s all the game of cancer;
Why me?? Why only me??
All pass through the stage,
In turn, it is they or we;
Thank the eyes that weep on the departure of dear ones,
What if I go…..
Will there be any eye to weep for me????
PS: https://www.poemhunter.com/poem/o-death-10/
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