DIRGE IN ANGST

he fought hard

Yes he did, fought hard

Trying to sail through life's turbulence sea

He was later lost at sea

A cousin and a brother

Loved by everyone even as a toddler

He had high hopes and dreams

But death took him in a wink blink

On the island we use to sail away

In order to fend for the day 

Although we had disagreements

It was all good for achievements

The only son of his parents 

Full of life and lots of talents 

A strong goal getter for success

Life is cruel, short and helpless 

An angel in disguise on earth

not minding if they will chorus his dirge

He tried to rescue a drowning soul in the sea

Despite the struggles, never gave up but got lost at sea

I tried to picture his last thought in that state

How cruel life can be with such fate

Oh! Death, why then do thou happily create

Such angst amongst his mate

When I heard the news I never shed a tear

Knowing he had lived with no sign of fear 

People asked why I was never sober 

I said "you will never understand despite he died in October"

When people go sober I smile

Everything felt rushed in his prime

Although we still communicate for real

Till date, we see each other in my dreams

We talked and play like never before 

Walked and sail like we were on tour

He tells me how much he misses home

Pat him on his shoulder and say "don't worry sly, you are in a better home"

@talk2leigh

9th Sept 2018

06:54AM