TODAY -
Life Inside The Graveyard
Amo Nongmaithem *
I've been sleeping for decade
inside my coffin so well confined
watching the moving headstone shade
made me feel alive at a time but unkind
I try to move a little bit but hush
this prevailing wind come with a rush
not so possible to move and if I do
this wind will make my grave flew
life taste deliciously peril inside this graveyard
I'm so much addicted now it's hard to discard
beneath the willow I pretend to be happy
no strength to fight, I wish I could be scrappy.
* Poem written by Amo Nongmaithem who can be contacted at luckyoulady(at)gmail(dot)com
This poem was webcasted on July 10 2012.
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