Wednesday, 5 January 2022

Goodbye

 Eventide draws curtains false

The jackal, in earnest hunger calls 

Kitchen counter is littered

Cake bits , veggies, eyelids shuttered

Too soon, there was no time

To brood and clean up the grime 

It's time ,I told him , I can feel

It in my bones . A gentle smile 

Your bones are 

Very old dear 

All the more reason 

To rest them , from prison 

Release them , cease work 

Breaths count and take 

Nothing much to fake 

Don't count spoons and forks

Immaterial , 

All things material 

You have left everything behind 

In locked cupboards , don't mind

Your dreams slumber 

You're already a mere 

Hope's glimmer 

Faint and afar 

An insignificant star 

In the multitudinous sky 

You didn't even get to say goodbye








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