grave faces,
in the graveyard
of death.
gnawing the core
of heart.
with a sense of surrender
to fate.
ashen looks,
of near and dear ones,
time and again
waiting to see
the unknown to happen,
or awed, with the awareness
of the known.
anticipate anxiously,
for the strike
of the death knell.
yet i wonder,
what i am afraid of.
the death of, all i have seen
or the unknown death of me.
the future holds,
not a happy scape
of blooming days.
i wonder, what is the
length and breadth
of happiness.
why is man always unhappy,
both being two sides of the coin
is n't it true that,
we should face both,
with equanimity, and courage.
ritty patnaik
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-death-in-the-family-2/
