Wishing RIP

Rup Pokharel
Pittsburg, USA

Doleful, in spring daffodils drooping
Weird, newly woven attires doll and void
Mournful, singled dove grievingly coo
The fondness, perhaps, duly doing.

Cloud envelopes my pupils
A silhouette of an eerie figure appears
Reminiscence of gone days hypnotize me
Lips tremble, goosebumps adorn my torso.

Vicinity- giggles forcing my head stoop
Pages of our yesterdays flip from within
Seeking pause to busy paced work
Feed the complete nights with odd dreams.

The deceiving moment, for sure, we had met
Blamed fate-garlanded with beads of pain
In Cursed hour, I wish- we bonded
In the treasury of misery I’m melting.

Deep inside the woods
Wrapped in the finest rag
Anticipating all our undone hug
I imagine ‘you’ always in sound sleep.

Intense into the zenith of the heart
Resides in bounties the purest love
Amity perspires through eyelids
Moistening the shrinking cheeks.

Each day I pray wishing RIP my rose!!!
I send whisper each second thro’ the air
Craving- in rhythm echo reach there…
I’m longing finest time to sleep beside you.