Eyes open at the source
Wider than consciousness
Can hold
Eyes dreaming
Assimilating nightmares
Annihilating all fears
Sorrows have their own defence
The silken path of silent tears.
Eyes popping out trying to
See through madness
An universe behind the bland wooden door
Every intricate carving
With a coy cipher at its core
Each number each choice
Each year's explosive babel of voice
We brought it on
And then our once beloveds
Are once again
Forever gone.
Finality is forever
Are you there still?
Do you see or hear
Or feel?
And even asleep
Can you miss me?
And though death chilled corpse
Can you please bless me?
Or are you gone?
Truly switched off forever?
Once so alive so vibrantly on?
Eyes can shed only so much tears
Eyes grow stern with fate's deception or is it destined design?
Or something erratic anarchic beyond
Human comprehension?
Entropy of our beloved
Who ordered our lives
Balanced and brought beauty
Then died all alone
Their screaming horror misaligned?
Grief is a ringside spectator
The show of life goes on
Friends foes passer bys
On pretentious stilts
Prance to touch the skies
All of the while
Their skins dissolving
Like dreams
Steaming in my far off
Familial eyes.
God bless them
They who ordered our lives
And taught us love
Amidst disorderly chaos
Taught us to live amidst strife
God is the ultimate
Will to survive.
(c) Amrita Valan 2016

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