My Grave
"Last day I visited my grave.
I visited it an hour ago,
I keep visiting it."
Written By: Himanshi Dhyani
Last day I visited my grave.
I visited it an hour ago,
I keep visiting it.
No I'm not going ludicrous,
Nothing is nonsensical here.
But a cold, harsh combative truth.
Looks like it keeps calling me.
When that man dragged his old mother on the roads,and I did nothing than watching,
I visited my grave.
When that pregnant woman asked for a ride to hospital and I blew her off,
I visited my grave.
When those men tried stuffing the little girl forcefully into the van and I ignored her cries,
I visited my grave.
I dont deserve to walk or move or live this way,
My grave is the only confined space of solace for me now,
And I deserve to confine myself there, get buried under the blanket of warm soil.
Since despite having a body which deceives by looking living externally,
My emotions have departed long ago,
And I am dead already.