A Graveyard Moment From a Letterbox
Every Graveyard is an aftermath
emotions surpassed, beyond reach.
Every graveyard is a carpe-diem
for oneself too
For wasted time in misfit yearning,
misused resonance in expected juxtaposition
Every graveyard is a meticulous process of letting go
One way or another.
I will not hope for sunlight in the coldness of death
I am dying each day, inch by inch
With every shade of pills and capsules of my savior remedies
I am letting you go.
I do not care , anyway, anymore.
Copyright © Tamanna Ferdous | Year Posted 2022
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