A Graveyard For My Heart


It is another day,
After seeing my grandpa, whom beneath the land they lay,
I can't believe that I have survived this far,
Well no one knows my deepest scar.

The days are passed,
Stars still gleam and glow,
The coin is being tossed,
To choose whether I cry and die or live and glow.

He told me to love each other ; no matter friend or foe,
But with my heart in him , seeds of love how shall i sow?,
Without him where shall i go?,
I have missed that flow.

Now I am living death everyday,
But a word I did not say.
Before his body, my heart got decayed,
looking at him beneath the land being laid.

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The news (for me pain) that my grandpa passed away killed me. Yes, I am living but dead inside.