I Remain

I remain… I remain… What is this cane? What is this pain? I remain. Within my house, mirrors complain; I remain. My spring gone by, summer was dry, and now what? The winter cold, my life disdain, I remain. The sounds are dim, the sight is gone, the grey hair. Nothing feels right; crying like rain, I remain. My nights veil fear; the end is near, so is death. Within each step, a major strain I remain. What is this life? Suddenly changed, mere lies. The things I loved never sustain, I remain. My youth is gone; the thing is left is called pain. The life of pain is so mundane, I remain. Nothing seems real, bitterness reveals, and so What else can do? If you explain! I remain. Tell me “Haloo” from this life, what should I seek? It’s only love that will remain; I remain. 3/13/2016 Haloo Give me a Ghazal poetry contest