Tragedy: Gone Forever

by Shveta Kabra

I was there
waiting for my hour,
everybody beside me
handling me like a flower.

White ghostly figures
walking to and fro,
as if to jump upon me
and give me a push to go.

Twinkling gems surrounded me
They frightened me to death,
anyways it was nothing new
as I was shortly to rest.

At last it happened
the time had come by,
All with anxious eyes
laid me by the side.

It was true, profoundly true,
too true to be believed,
I looked from there in such a way
as if I was heartily relieved.

Today, people see me
within the albums, in their minds,
I am now, just a 'thought'
and 'Me', they can never find.

07-Oct-2000

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