Necropolis
by Parthsarathi on Oct.28, 2009, under Poems
Necropolis
Down the muddy path he walked towards the desolate cemetery,
A picture he saw, scoured in his memory,
He dreamed of days he had spent beside her,
Awakened by the sting of reality, his vision had begun to blur
He saw silhouettes in the distance, hearing cries from the undead,
The icy wind against his brow, a frozen tear he shed,
He bent down solemnly, for her company did he crave,
Placing the flowers down, beside her immortal grave.
Parthsarathi Trivedi
7th August 2007
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