loss of a loved one


moth in my empty room

i open the lid
lid of inkpot
i load my pen
speaks for my soul
season is changing
trees thrash leaves
leaves over ,away
as memories of year last
they are too much to gather
and to keep after all
i set fire to them
with leaves fallen apart
a lonely moth flies in my room
does he condole my loss?




Poetry by MIRZA AHMER BEG The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2024-10-08 at 11:30

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This is just beautiful and painful at he same time. I am so sorry for your loss, take care of yourself.
2024-10-08