Poet’s Note: This is a ‘dark’ poem, depicting -in poetic detail- a man regretting his actions upon the moments preceding his death. If this isn’t your proverbial ‘cup of tea,’ then I perfectly understand if you don’t read it. Otherwise enjoy!
Bhavesh was in the 10th standard when his life fell apart-his loving mother had bid adieu to this world..Returning back home he noticed a group of ladies gathered outside his hut
Eventually, and with a great deal of exaggerated annoyance, he puts his book down and glances at you with that typical, disinterested gaze
The rain poured in a drizzle. The words of observance spoken and the casket lowered into the ground. He was gone, now forever. I just stood there, as I watched him leave the earth for good.
She was putting on her lipstick, a bright red one on her luscious full lips, sitting in front of the mirror. She was proud of her lovely looks; she was above attractive