Oblivion River Poem by Mann Bhatia

With the dying sun and moon, starts the process of shadow sea.
He who bears will witness, his body laid in heavy stone grave.

Behind the veil of sound, earth wept, summer's light disappear.
His body placed in the boat. Winter and darkness wins.

I will come back. I will come again. When winter's spirits are weak, I will rise again.

Under the earth, the hidden world resides.
Behind the clouds against the west, the winter and autumn, holding a party.

It is cold and dark in the deep, grow where only shadows.
Where there is darkness creeping, the skin reads horror.

Dead rests in white garments behind the heavy cold stone doors,
but listen to death army you occasionally hear the song.