The Himmed Ground

In Silent Rain ,.....Lyrical sonnet Edited by Poet Affaq / Subscribe to my YouTube channel

The graveyard now is held with iron strong,

Its gate a guard of iron, marble marking all;

Each name is carved, each life made long

By stone that tells where fathers rise and fall.

But oh, the olden ground I knew in my youth,

Where tall chinars kept watch in solemn air—

Narcissus' breaths crafted hamlet side smooth,

Stars that crowned each moss-soft resting there.

I saw Romanies stay in corners with their birds,

The season harvesting, and by the fire at night

Their airy fairy tales, half-forgotten words,

Glowed warm as embers in the waning light.

In autumn days, gold maple leaves did pour

A rustling music around—gone, alas, no more.

----Affaq 

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