"Graveyard"

It is always hard to say goodbye;

To your friends,family,

Even your enemies.

Doesn't matter whether you hate or love :

You will always find it difficult,

To bid farewell.

Standing near a grave is never easy;

The tears are hard to control,

You think for once :

To let them flow,

To bring out the grief.

That instant;

Is when your eyes search for someone,

A shoulder to rest upon,

Someone to wipe out your tears.

With the belief:

That your emptiness will be filled up.

A silent grave speaks a lot,

More than a living person sometimes.

The memories which reside in you somewhere;

Comes back haunting,

The moments you spent together,

The way you lived life with them,

Everything becomes past.

Then;

You smile !

With those memories to cherish upon;

The graveyard gives you happiness,

For a while,

A volatile happines

Which you can't hold forever,

Which will not stay forever,

Whether you want it or not !!!