GRAVE DEAD

POEMSMAY 2024ENGLISH

5/31/20241 min read

I Just Felt Something Brush My Shoulder..

Was it The Wind Giving Me a Peck,

Or is it a Branch Being Naughty Itself!

Trotting Through The Slush

Gathered On The Graves,

A Rather Spooky Setting Alas!

One Step At a Time Boy, One Step At a Time

It's Been a While,

Since Covering The Shady Expanse!

The Moon Shining Bright,

Though It's Borrowed Light,

But a Full Moon,

Is What Sets The Sinister Vibes!

I Step Upon a Grave,

And Direct My Gaze,

Right On The Tombstone

Where The Name of The Dead,

Is Etched in Red,

Which seems Rather Fresh!

Shivers Running Down My Spine,

And Goosebumps Being Uninvited,

Perspiration Seems Obvious,

And a Trickle of Tear,

Is Surely Evident!

My Body Seems To Go,

From Mellow To Numbing,

The Owl Staring At Me,

Now Turns From One to Two,

And That's Where It Hits Me,

That This Is My Death True💀

--RISHABH RAJESH