Here the graveyard is sobbing
Silence captures its paces
Nobody quest their love or lost
But on a path of dreaded past
Here the worms rule all egos
Eagle peep for warmth of flesh
Darkness rule out pride of past
Elegant past that lost forever
Disintegrated parts in static terms
Fame of life keeps mum for most times
Love close eyes on lifeless corpse
Hatred that hymn as a silent part
Here the pride is parted several
Creed, or color never rise from this fall
Life lost its past for all time
Divinity that parted somewhere
Remains are the tactics of past life
Just for the sake of natures thirst
All that revived from nature side
Motionless to be its part forever
Nobody search me here or there any more
But a forgotten past elsewhere
Here the glimpses are simply one thing
Virtue or sin that ended in back time? !
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I never thought a poem about death could be so poetic. Well done.
Beautiful poetry. Pat is buried in the eerie silence of a graveyard. Nice poem.
Silence captures its paces in grave yard. Tactics of past life remains in thirst of hope where virtue or sin is measured. Very wonderful poem on death topic shared with wise mind. Fantastic sharing done really.10
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nobody search me here or there any more But a forgotten past elsewhere Here the glimpses are simply one thing Virtue or sin that ended in back time? !