"AT THE DEAD MAN'S OBSEQUIES"....

At the dead man's obsequies,

Dont shed tears,

For he is free,

From the obsequious bond....

Tears wont be the antidote,

For the dear loss of the mortal,

Instead pray for its soul to rest in peace,

That has made its way to the celesteal world....

The angelic palm of any angel,

Too couldn't act as a tourniquet to its blood-sheding body.

For the dagger that stabbed him,

Was the sharp dagger of betrayal....

"BENEDICTION FOR THE BANE"!!!

Let thine numb mouth start the REQUIEM..

At the burial of the dead,

Look, the bawling ground kissing its demised head....

After the white cloth covers its fast dreaming eyes,

After the coffin swallows its profuse bleeding body,

After the mass returns back to the mundane world,

Tis' tranquility that would reign silent sob of the graveyard....