I must not grieve my Love, whose eyes would read
Lines of delight, whereon her youth might smile;
Flowers have a time before they come to seed,
And she is young and now must sport the while.
Dry dust rises behind you as you walk
The ground lies parched like fossilized thoughts
Do not grieve when I pass away,
Remember it is but another stop upon my way.
The day was long, the night will be endless
Emotionally spent the tears won't come
Its just the heart that continues to beat
The soul has nothing more to eat
Try and don't let me grieve. Come and try to extinguish
This wild onslaught of sadness that rumbles like mercury in Torricellian void.
Tibullus, don’t grieve too much, when you remember
your cruel Glycera, and don’t keep on singing
those wretched elegies, or ask why, trust broken,
you’re outshone by a younger man.
Not to grieve
Thursday,20th August 2020
Why grieve over past?
Grieve not, O heart, for life is not lost
Life- just like a day,
That dawns at the horizon in the East
And sets at the horizon in the West
I cannot let you grieve for me,
For those who love must let us go.
In comfort, please believe I’m free,
From all the pain life can bestow,