Tragic Love Poem by Binu Mathew

Wish I were a flower on the wreath placed on your bosom,
To decay with your mortal remains, a paragon of virtue,
To be one under earth, and later in heaven be awesome,
Soulmates, to enjoy all pleasures of life you did eschew!

Wish I were one of the wailing candles, to melt and glued,
To the coffin that holds an epitome of stoic endurance,
To feel the agony you went through, under the tyrant, crude,
And unromantic that plucked a premature bud in arrogance!

Wish I were a shroud to envelope your body, a burnt-out castle,
Of priceless treasures, looted n' destroyed when the knight,
Want of chivalry n' gallantry, fled like a fugitive, didn't wrestle,
To rescue love from tyranny, and your self -immolation at night!

Wish we were another species in rebirth with no human walls!
To loll under the shade of cherry where like snow, love falls!