A wish to tomb

What priceless gift can i give 
you to cherish till grave…
All my possessions are divided
between him and her…..
Thoughts about a token made
 my nights sleepless ….
My apprehensions surrounded
around  this souvenir …
Engrossed in this reflection my 
nights turned into day…
My rotten flesh worthless
for you to possess….
Owned by an arrhythmic heart 
which await to rest….
Churned in this reality I regretted
over my helplessness…
Perplexed in your appeal for
a present to cherish..
Wandered frenetically to fulfill
 your wish to tomb…..
  .
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About Piusha

Futile writer,enjoys reading anything under sun.Still on a quest to find a new facet within me.
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2 Responses to A wish to tomb

  1. Tito Dutta says:

    It is a fantastic poem.

    Like

  2. Piusha Singh says:

    Thnxxx a lot Titoji, for your kind remarks.

    Like

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