You Must Visit My Grave With A Flower Poem by Vizard Dhawan

Together we were
Here and there
Why! I don't tell
Now, life in a cell.

Memories which were dark
Might hamper my present
Thus I don't want her mark
She now has gone vacant.

I don't want to remember
What I did in the past.
Might I get her somewhere.
Destiny, going to make blast.

I am the prisonar,
Of her eyes, may I say
She, my painkiller.
Whether night or day.

Finding you, now not easy,
Please give me your dwelling place.
Want to see me, then my lover,
You must visit my grave with a flower.