Life Inside The Graveyard Poem by suraj kumar

I've been sleeping for decade
inside my coffin so well confined
watching the moving headstone shade
made me feel alive at a time but unkind

I try to move a little bit but hush
this prevailing wind come with a rush
not so possible to move and if I do
this wind will make my grave flew

life taste deliciously peril inside this graveyard
I'm so much addicted now it's hard to discard
beneath the willow I pretend to be happy
no strength to fight, I wish I could be scrappy