By Jahnavi Gouri Panicker
All alone in the dark, I headed out to the east
One hand on the shovel and one hand swaying free
I kneeled down right there, beside our old tree
To bury what was left of him and me
I dug out a hole, filled it with our memories
His bones made the door that will stay closed for centuries
He lay there lifeless, the one who changed my theories
The only one it took to make the whole world my enemy
I sat there crying as his goodbye turned me numb
His promise of forever made a rain of regrets come
I screamed to the sky, “Why be kind just to some?
Why take my home away when I had no place to run?”
For a moment, I felt like an ocean was drowning me
The sadness brimmed, and my heart broke in three
I took out the pieces and buried them next to his grave
The girl who once loved him stayed with him there
The sky, as if listening, sent down the rain
When I stood there alone, it washed away the pain
I realized from this love story, a lesson I gained
For better or for worse, a future remained
I bid bye to our graveyard and started the hike home
In my mind, it seemed like all the misery was gone
With my old self and him buried by the tree
A bittersweet story was hidden in the deep