Grandma
That faithful dawn brought a genesis that was inevitable
With its bright beams, the flowers did cheer to the rinse
Warmth brought in, Calm and chilly followed the breezy
With which cringed to outstep the darker purpose outing
Even the chimney smoke that day ceased the smog and
The dark walls of the city seemed darker and darker yet
Deep in the skies rose a dense cloud that posed queries
How so? Why ? Till then I was in a state of confusing art
Then distant from the window panel, I switched viewing
A gaze to Granny, her condition seemed to recover well
Yet it posed ironic illusions in my nous, Gazing straight
Into her eyes a revelation I captured with her smile wiles.
Glowing in her white garment, an angel she resembled...
Without any doubt that she could gain momentum such
That she would endure her second journey of life... Bad
She disappointed. At that phase even time did froze too.
Gasped for her last breathe in heavy modus, her chest
Out bought to burst, she held me tight, struggling for
Her way out. Dotty I appeared with a tear drop off check
Oozing bit by bit, acknowledging the fall of my life pillar
With the exudes splashing grounds her strength did grew
With blared visions from the watery eyes I perceived what
Was thrilling that moment, her eyes turned round and white
Her hand embarrassed mine for the last time in that phase
Moments passed... Suspense, suspiciously caressing, till
Then I realised. She was gone. But only her true reflection
Remained laying hopelessly on the couch, In minds query
Reviewed her demise... I had lost her. Grandma was dead!
I cried...
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