-utter Silence- Poem by Prabir Gayen

-Utter silence-

The flower that vamoosed from it's root,
With violent blow of winking shower,
The birdie that stopped singing with the labor of unknown pain,
Will not find the path where peace arrays for the evident guests.
The darkness that nourishes the bed is sleepless with thundering self.
Upon the grave a group of twittering curlew on leafless trees sitting for doomsday.
The curfew that tolls the knell years back on a lone graveyard
Is still ringing,
The silent yet deep,
It is for every human to feel.
Life is a churchyard and each passing breath is the requiem.
The Sun and the Moon along with stars in the lone sepulchral sky art the long procession towards grave.
Life is a monumental canopy to celebrate the moment of utter silence.