Once gone astray I made my way To a remote graveyard vain Miles away from where I live Long forgotten, where no one dwells A crowd of dead, where hushed to sleep Lost myself there within, I lost myself there. A short pause, just to glance back To see the riches he once had Then forlorn the spirit treks There onward a loner’s voyage. Abandoned from life and all alone Zonked with pain of separation From here he walks a long walk, To the light at the end of the channel Where the lost and lonely fade Towards the coast of heaven. Under an old banyan tree I paused It casted down a shade of pain In its shade laid a silent grave None but the tree remembers the dead No flowers strewn upon the marble Words embedded deep in stone Disclosed the person’s name 'on it' And told me about the years of ago No heart pours upon it any more The bond was broken long ago. A carpet of emerald green surrounds it Beautified by the grace of little wilds A delicate shrub stood beside it Head bowed as if in prayer The leaves rustled stirred by the breeze The wind murmured softly to my ears A tale about the sleeping in the earth Though faded out into the memoirs The sun has traversed through the sky Nourishing the shades to take mystic shapes With emotions fierce I lost myself In the vale of tears and dead.
