Phlegmatic as she seemed
savagely shrill- yet calm.
Her eyes -watery blue
Elfish quiet & light.
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“Go Sunny Go”, She said.
my heart, beating vehemently
my chest burning.
“Go Sunny go” She said again,
and turned back- Crying or sobbing
who knows?
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I stood there, trying not to cry.
stood like dying flames-
descending into,
a condensed miasma of glittery night!
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My hand held- in the grip of the monster.
yet how could she say “ Go Sunny Go”
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She Vanished--in the darkness.
i kept standing, trying to free myself.
astounded... dead!
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after 24 years, i miss her...
wish i could have stayed-
one more day, one more night
one more hour, one more second.
with her..... My Grandma!
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PS: This poem is in memory of my grandmother, who loved me more than anything in the world. She died silently and alone in the village few years back.
It’s True that “ no one will ever love me that much, EVER.”
