Like A Raven In A GraveyardA Poem by Abhishek IzyDistance like forever, but those dots of eyes glare. Like a soulmate of lifetime, like we know each other well. I can feel it’s lonely flutter, shape wind to my tired eyelids. Calling me in the soulless nights or so can I hear, almost. The death of the graveyard shines grim on its dark wings. Almost like a beautiful aura, unforgiving though misread. Those eyes forever waits in the haunts of dead crooked trees. It speaks in so much of excessive silence, seeking my attention. Once in a while it caws, of joy or melancholy I cannot fathom. Often it rises me to myself, only to sink back to the dark abyss. Sometime those sounds echoes in the emptiness which dwells around. The dead in the company stays asleep while I stay livid awake. Majestic as it seems, like a haunting living amongst dead for ages. Alive and louder in its own company, like the shadows in the dusk. As my eyes looks within me, I find it staring me in unusual peace. Almost like it exist within me or I just floated out of it and stayed. Hey Raven, the keeper of the dead, you dance alone in eerie nights. On the song that plays inside my head, wish I could hear it too. Perhaps, you and I have been an anomaly my dear friend. How can we dissociate into self, when the soul just feel like one. Maybe one day we meet at my grave, and melt into each other. Till then, you flutter in those ancient ruins of the dead companions While I await for the wind of your wings to keep me awake, till the otherwise.
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StatsAuthorAbhishek IzyBengaluru, IndiaAboutHello Everyone, This is Abhishek Kumar, and I had an old profile here which isn't accessible anymore under the pen name "AbhishekIzy". Hence creating an entirely new profile, though I might be import.. more..Writing
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