Tue, 23 Jul, 2024

White Roses For My Grave

By Arjun Dahal

  Dormant heartbeat, A memento to renegade love, Battles within me, Yes, I am obliged to mesmerize you.   Slumber less hours at paramount, Vexes me, vandalizes me, Your gravity, digging my grave, Sabotaged I am, can't halt your faith. Been throughout the world Yet the distance gets bold Winds deserted your fragrance, I gazed through the moon, Glared at the stars, Dream haunts your absence, And you conjured away. Someone filch you away.   "You", the truth in me And the sands of time bided me farewell Not now a somnambulist, Abed on earth, where I shall dwell, Clean your hatred, thrived on me, Pageant yourself, to my serene tranquility. If not love, proclaim me as a peer, And stands there my epitaph, From shroud, I shall grim thence. You swept the victory and I was just a naive I prayed but red was not my fate, For my failed love, Put white roses for my grave.

Arjun Dahal is undergrad student of Physics at Tri-Chandra Campus, Tribhuwan University. His interests lie in Physics, Mathematics, Music, Literature, and Philosophy. His English writings have appeared/forthcoming in Blue Marble Review, Burningword Literary Journal, Yellow Chair Review, DWIT News, and Ann Arbor Review. His published Nepali Poems can be found via arjundahal.blogspot.com