top of page

Roshni Abhilash
Bereaved
9999
Poetry
BEREAVED
We never cherish the moments we have with them,
we fail to see the beauty, but
we never fail to see the ugly….
The pictures that we clicked were all the short memories.
We fail to understand that you were the beauty of that picture,
now you are gone…
We miss the moments, or they are just regrets,
the past regrets.
As we fail to apologize for the sins we commit,
we say, ‘Bereaved’ or is it just a phrase….
Is it really true?
We regret the things we say to them,
after they join the stars above,
Some may still hate you; some may still love you,
but the Angels of heaven will cherish you.
Now you are gone…
We regret the ugly things we said or, maybe,
we miss your presence!
Share to :
bottom of page