Reflection in silence - I am in the woods
I am in the midst of the woods,
With the heart filled silence,
Greeny trees shakes it's branch,
Brook in the woods reflects me while flowing......
Nature played it's own melody,
I am glaring the woods,
As it's beauty goes in vain,
With the heart filled silence.....
Trees with colourful fruits,
Enchanting flowers with dew drops,
Tries to pluck my wandering heart
Dew drops from my eyes saved my slipping heart....
Brook flows through the meadows,
Reflects my painful face,
As my Heart is in silence,
My fellow mind started making noise...
I am thinking of
The day when I left my buddy,
To gift her a special locket...
Forget to mind her precious words,
To make her happy on that windy day....
When I am back,
She is afar waving her hands,
Like a moving flower in the wind,
Her rosy face glanced like a last look..
I stood there with a gift to her,
Looking at her departure....
Rustling sounds woke me to follow her,
But I was late...
Without knowing that was her last day,
I waited for her long time..
But she didn't meet me again..
I heard only a news of her departure to heaven....
Brooks, trees and birds in the woods,
Whispers her last words to me,
Which I failed to mind on her last day..
Loaded by heart with arrows of thorns...
In the midst of the woods
My silence turned to whimpers..
As her last words enters my ears
DON'T FORGET ME FOREVER.
In the midst of the woods,
I want to shout like a heavy wind,
I wish to hold her hands and answer,
I will never forget you
BE WITH ME FOREVER.
Every minute of my silence,
Reflects her last day like mirrors...
Dew drops from my eyes rolls down...
Blowing wind soothes me and embraces me,
I wish It could be you came as a wind...
I don't know why you left,
I don't know your pain,
If I could go back to that day...
I would hug you and answer you,
And accompany you while you're leaving..
Years have passed five,
Still It was like yesterday...
Every silence is filled with your presence...
My characters has changed like your
Chirping of birds wakes me up,
I looked back it was already noon..
I walked back to my home from the woods...
Holding a locket which I bought for her,
With the rustling sounds to break the silence
Copyright © S S Beulin | Year Posted 2020
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