Yes..I Am The Gravedigger... Poem by Shagun Khera

Here it comes again...
life wasted to ashes...
groomed and designed in a glistening box of oblivion...
with garlands of tears pelting for a departure unknown...

and i must bury him..for the ends have been met...
i'll muck him up..while i'll look at numb faces of disbelief...
someone has just vanished into thin air..
and they just can't believe...
there his two lil sons..wait to wave a final goodbye..
dressed in black...and they don't know why...
and there from a black veil.. floods have thronged the eyes..
a gift of inconsolable wretch...lies in disguise...

i must do the right.. for the plight of the dead..
demanding to meet the very focal of its roots...
and alas..comes the expression and i think m used to it...

mudshovel works its way..to dig a hole in the dirt...
and they look at me...with sore expressions...stare full of nails...
that i might harm the gone..with a jerk or a stake...
yes i am..destined to greet the goners of the fate...
yes i am destined to decorate those lines of insignificance...
on my face....
as if stoned heart made to strike against a dead one..
just a matter of times when we both become one..

yes i am the hapless..for the world that is open to joy and cheer..
has landed upon the responsibility to sober and seer
hard and strong...pale yet..gonna go on...
to bring them to end..
yes i am the one...where emotions are not meant to land..
yes i am the one...whose tears have parched coz i have seen so many come..
yes i am the one...who does all things to the creatures undone...

yes i am the one..who shall never feel...for it is sin..
though i dream of them every night..
ever one that i have buried...
and then i wait for my chance to go underground.. into my shutter
yes i am...known to the world..as a ridiculous gravedigger...