DEATH AT MY DOOR.

DEATH AT MY DOOR

 Deaths grim gaze, holding,

A sword in ice cold bony hands

Waiting and watching, from afar......

Flash back, to childhood days,

My brother, sisters and me,

Tossing a rag doll up a tree

Broken toys and nursery rhymes,

Fathers strong caring arms,

and mothers, sweet lullabies.

Deaths grim gaze, holding,

a sword in ice cold bony hands

tiptoeing  even closer......

Flash back to college days,

My brother , sisters and me,

Out of cocoon, flying around free

Bunking days, picnics and movies

Crime, comedy and love stories

Fun, frolic and cultural activities.

Deaths grim gaze, holding,

A sword in ice cold bony hands,

Drawing, surreptitiously closer......

Flash back to youthful days,

My brother , sisters and me,

Filled with sense of responsibility

Pillar to post for jobs and interviews

Beach parties,  romantic evenings

Rosy pictures of new beginnings.

Deaths grim gaze, holding,

a sword in ice cold bony hands,

drawing stealthily closer......

My brother, sisters and me,

 Wedding bells, and shopping spree

Honeymoon and magic filled nights

Decorative homes, gardens and swings

Angelic rosy cheeked babies without wings.

Deaths grim gaze, holding,

A sword in ice cold bony hands,

Drawing, menacingly closer......

My dear brother, cruel death gripped thee

Hospitals, nurses and doctors in white

Painful days, and   sleepless nights

Temples, churches prayers to the Almighty

But the grim reaper, clutched him tightly
whisked him to far away land rapidly

My sisters and me, facing life forlornly.

Sorrow filled journey, painful memories

Lonely winding lanes, filled with worries

Remembering you, mourning your loss all along

Tearfully, rewinding, playing your favorite song

Come back dear brother, were you  belong......