Silent Pain, Screaming

Its enough for a crystal stream, To be troubled by an ape-team; Though it's truth of existence, friend, How could I smoothly comprehend...? It was pandemic; I accept; Anyone, like fall-leaves, death swept; When you my gem, from me, were snatched, I couldn't, from pain, be detached...! Loneliness in hospice you felt, In delirium I did melt; Kith and kin now, O! Never more! Don’t souls, always, all alone soar...? The linen you loved most, I brought, Why these grim gowns become your lot? No rite; no ritual; none mourned; As untouchables, all stood scorned...! What was your funeral, O! No! Buried just like a dove or crow! I stood, as though, by unknown robbed, Senses turned senselessly knobbed…! I couldn't bid you my good-bye, Won't I, with this ache of soul, die? Ember of hope, is alive, yet, That I'd repay you my each debt...! 15 November 2022