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...