A Grave Poem by Cess Njuki

Silent, it is said to be,
Lonely, it is said to be,
Dead, it absolutely is,
Lifeless it is,
Tormenting, a grave is,
Life-taking a grave is,
Breathless, a grave is,
Unresponsive, a grave is.

Yet...

Beautiful flowers at its peak,
Good enough to veil its grief,
To conceal its anguish.
Yet deep inside,
Bleak it is
Still it is,
Deplorable it is
Anguished, unhappy it is...
Could that be me,
Without you?