Secrets Of The Graves
Secrets Of The Graves


On my way back
By the side of the cathedral
My heart thought,
Why not through the grave yard.
I pushed the huge Iron Gate
The huge bell looked down at me,
I said a quick thank-you prayer
And turned to take the route
By the side of the grave yard.
Mellow evening rays were falling
From amidst the pine trees
Graves appeared preparing for the night’s sleep.
Chilly winter breeze
Touched me like a cold hand
I felt it was saying,
Hold on; stay here for a little while.
I looked at the grave
On the right of me,
Engraved stone said
It rested an environmentalist.
The paradox brought a smile on my lips.
I saw the stone open its mouth,
Beneath the silence I heard the sound
I heard the voice asking me,
Is the earth greener now?
Is the globe cooling down?
Are my birds safe in the nest?
And in the oceans jostle fish?
Tell me so that I rest in peace.
I hastened my pace
I had no answer
How could I agitate a resting member?
I moved towards a shining grave
Embellished with the magnificent marble stone
I mused this must be the remains
Of rich bones.
I heard the babbling and the chatter
As if that was not one but many souls
And then I heard someone groan.
We were the children of the streets
Without books, food and fun.
We worked in a factor
y
During the night and in the sun.
We played with explosives
We played with life,
And one fine day god sent mercy
There was a blast and the factory blew off
Nothing remained,
Yes but peace and freedom prevailed.
All of us were put here together
As a memory,
Under the marvelous marble stone.
We are the children of the past
Tell us
If it is true,
As promised,
No more the children do such tasks!
A tear rolled down my eyes
I trembled and supported my agonized heart
And moved ahead.
I stopped by a beautiful grave
With rose bushes adorning it.
"Oh" this is the place where I must stay
For this speaks of love and loved one
I heard laughter of saddened sound.
Here in lies a beauty of thousand nights
With scarred soul and multi talented emotions
Names in her list were endless
But not a single mate
To keep the life going
A new name daily she would date.
Softly she asked me
Have the economies improved?
I a would be jobber thought better
From there to move,
Praying to god to give her rest
In her silent room.
Sun had gone
Shades and shadows descended
Chilling breeze spoke in my ears
Visit here not again.
This is a place of buried secrets
Wishing to be let loose
You will never be at peace
If they find their voice in you.