lying in the coffin peacefully
I saw myself, my eyes closed
there were people around my body
sobbing, teary eyes
few of them I knew
they were silent, crying in their hearts
many others, I didn’t know them at all
I wondered, why were they even there
they never were there when I was alive
they never were there when I were in need
they never were there when i was dying, calling them
what brought them here today when I am dead
I am no more there to talk to them
I am no more there to share a smile
I am no more there to be held
seeing their fake tears on my funeral
I knew they just pretended to be sad
I now realize why they came today
they never wanted to be accused of their heartlessness
they never were happy to see me alive
today,for them was a day to celebrate
so they came to see me dead
#poetry #society #falseHearted
I often see myself surrounded my dead, wait to often
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Oh. Ma’amji. (Are you going through a rough patch?)
(Hope not, but if so, pray tell, so we can cheer you up)
Daughter #1 spent the week-end here with Chhota Sahib, as our son-in-law was at a congress abroad. Had friends over for lunch on sunday for a formal “presentation”. Now, on Saturday, though the baby is a darling, at 10PM, once fed (again), changed (again) and bathed (again) and happily sleeping, (Chhota Sahib) we were all totally exhausted. Went straight to bed. 🙂
Have a lovely week.
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it is my imagination.. but yes we all go through rough patches in our lives..
seems like you enjoyed being busy with chotta sahib, I am sure it must be fun.. you too have a lovely week ahead!
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Well if it is only your imagination… 🙂
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I see the same thing at times
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How sad it is… the society
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