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/