Dying

Everything around me is dying.

Why are those pretty petals falling?

These birds, they are bawling.

Why are the ants no longer crawling?

I feel heavy clouds above me.

This rain is not for the lovers,

But for the pallbearers.

Oh you coward, why are you hiding now,

When we need your living radiance?

I hate to see you wilting.

I remember the day when you stood tall,

So mighty and robust.

I despise the sound of that crunch.

Everything around me is dying.

Why did you have to go?

Why did you not talk to me?

Why did I not talk to you?

A note you left,

But I have unanswered questions.

I wish I was with you on that terrace;

I wish I could comfort you.

Your laugh turned into tears,

But none of us noticed.

My heart is heavy,

I am overwhelmed by my helplessness.

My dear friend,

I love you. I miss you.

I am sorry.

Everyone around me is dying.