A Smiling Corpse Poem by Byantuyo Rahim

I look back at the times I smiled,
When joy and hope once reconciled.
The times my smile lit up the rooms,
Now silence haunts their hollowed tombs.

Where laughter soared and echoed high,
Now giggles fade, their voices dry.
Grief grips my heart; I wail, I weep,
In a well of sorrow, dark and deep.

I can't withstand this stormy tide,
I'm slipping, sinking, swallowed inside.
A drain that pulls to an endless abyss,
A desert void of life and bliss.

This place where happiness has died,
Where tears are born and dreams subside.
And as I draw my final breath,
I'll hold my memories in my death.

For in my grave where darkness lies,
I'll wear my smile, though it belies.
A silent corpse, no truth to tell,
A mask of joy in my farewell.