The wind whistles softly,
Over the cold sturdy rock.
The names carved in stone,
Witness of their existence.
Words assign them equal.
In graves they lie in peace.
The only companion, being
A lone chirp of the sparrow.
Withered flowers remember,
Aromas that honored the fallen ones.
Forgotten sighs lie,
On eternal beds of stone.
An old lament can be heard,
The lullaby the wind sings.
Song of the wind. calm, serene, peaceful, and lonely.
ReplyDeleteIndeed Amrit :)
DeletePeaceful poem !
ReplyDeleteSpiritual.
ReplyDeleteah ! so serene poem .. you brought back a memory of a poem i wrote quite back :)
ReplyDeleteHehe I'm glad Ankur :)
DeleteCarries serenity with it...
ReplyDeleteAnd the blog looks really good!
Thank you! I'm glad you like it! :)
DeleteOh wow! This was serene, pristine and beautiful. Magical! :)
ReplyDeleteThank you Soumya :)
Delete. Beautifully crafted lines. 'The only companion, the chirp of the lone sparrow'..
ReplyDeleteevery line screamed!
Yes it did Red :)
DeleteDismal! I can imagine graveyard and begotten people. Their unaccomplished tasks, incomplete dreams and desires. And whispers in the atmosphere. Great imagery. (y)
ReplyDeleteExactly my thoughts as I composed it :)
DeleteJust peaceful when you read it...
ReplyDeleteThanks Lance :)
DeleteBeautiful ^_^ magical as always :)
ReplyDeleteThanks Sachin :)
DeleteBrought about a sense of peace and calm within me. So beautiful. :)
ReplyDeleteI'm glad pooja :)
ReplyDeleteThis really spirited me away to that lonely, yet peaceful, graveyard.
ReplyDeleteI felt soothed by the wind's soft lullaby...could stay here for hours, just listening to the birdsong.
Oh how beautiful...:)
I'm glad..the wind does seem to sing at times. Perhaps they hold some secrets?
DeleteVery lovely.
ReplyDeleteThank you Donna :)
DeleteIt is so beeeeeeeuuuuuutiful!!!!!
ReplyDeleteThank youuuuu!!!
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