Treasure Island

Ayesha Tulkubra

(Rawalpindi)

In my arms he Died.


In my arms,
Cold bodied he lied.
The agony of his pain,
He could not hide.
The protection he required.
I think I failed to provide.
Sorrowful soul wading.
through a teary tide.
That vanishing sound.
His heart beat slowing down.
In complete serenity,
his breath drowned.
I wished for a miracle.
That could save.
My love from entering a grave.
It can't be denied.
Yes, I cried.
Yet cold bodied he lied.
In my arms,
He died. He died.

Submitted: Wednesday, August 06, 2014
Edited: Wednesday, August 06, 2014

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I actually wrote it for my parrot, a white cockatiel. He died in my hands and I couldn't save him. I used to call him Dudey.

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