I lie here in my grave
open eyed;
contemplating.
Darkness I've lived through,
till after my casket was sealed.
Claustrophobic.
I ascended, as i was lowered
for burial.
My lover's teardrops
saturate the soil above me.
Daises blossom
-black
-burnt
-charred
This topic was one- given to folks who participated in a poetry writing compett at Ramjas.... I didnt participate, but tried my hand at the topic post event
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