cyriac maliakkal

She was laid at the silent bed
and spoke a silent words 
Her soul was rest and the 
wings flagged upon the sky.
She had dreamt the destinations
Of dreams.
No one had criticised her.
She was the guardian of my
Every morning she had arisen
by the rise of solar.
Earth felt from its tectonic plates.
And it also darked by solar 
Never produced any tears to 
plough the heats of hearts.
Man was waited for her to get
the result of why changed her wings?.
And what changed her wings?.
I was not felt down,not broken and 
never came out.
Here wisdoms  were at facing funeral
with scale of emptiness.
Had no flying songs nor the
music of breeze.
I dare not the most the lady 
she was
She wept at little whisper of 
No one had the revelation of self,
what happened to her here.
Her walks were astounded 
to the spirit of her son.
Clasped two sides of chest.
Brain criticised the heart.
He felt down into the earth
heard the music of flying wings
and flags of soul.
He didn't shouted because he
didn't see anything smiled.
And had no re talk to the smile.
She thanked herself now.
If she buried herself then what 
duties are here to her audience.
Laugh or cry, appreciate or
There had no souring of
She was and is well.
  • Author: cyriac maliakkal (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 26th, 2023 13:09
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