Who Was Buried?

By Siddhi Pal

There I stayed quiet all ears, 

As I lay wetting the pillow with my tears,

I hoped to overcome my fears, 

Seemed impossible even after all these 

years. 

I listened to my parents argue downstairs,

I hoped it wouldn't result in a divorced pair,

I should've stopped them when it was time, But my

courage wasn't worth a dime,

So like a coward I disappeared, 

Down in the words where only silence could be heard. 

Word is they searched for me, Howbeit I

wanted to break free, 

Seems like I made a mistake, 

Wished that I could take a retake. 

They found me in

cold blood weeks later,

But I guess it was just for the better,

They were arguing for my future, 

While I was having seizure, 

Forcing their unfinished dream on me,

Realised I just needed to flee. 

Prepared for my funeral soon

, As a muse it was a boon!

But was it all justified? 

To get me and my dreams sacrificed?

I was okay with being buried down,

Yet why did my dreams drown? 

This was my end mate, 

Cause I always had an ugly fate, 

But I want you to live, 

For the dreams you weave, 

Cause a dead man never has a dream, 

Don't be him. 

By Siddhi Pal