Graveyard

                     

The wind is howling as we enter the dark cemetery
Tomb that scatter cede me a feeling of being edgy
As we walked continuously, there’s a crow that I see
Standing above the cross looking at me intently

At that moment, something catches up my attention
A grave that is far behind form other pantheons
Whereat moon’s bright light shining on its headstone
Out of curiosity, I pace closer to the tomb alone

It was seemingly year’s untouched and covered with dust
Flower are wither while the candles that never last
So I decided to lit a candles and offer a little prayer
Because I feel sad as well as pity to the soul of an owner

Meanwhile, as I look the headstone it takes me aback
That makes me cuss and standing frozen in shock
I felt so numb then my limbs became weak
Hoping the name written in the headstone is just a trick

My tears are flowing then I kneel at the tomb suddenly
And began to sob endlessly and uncontrollably
Reading the writings who rested in this cold grave
Is not a stranger instead it’s my name that engraves.