Still,
All around,
Calm,
Like a feather,
Falling,
Nestling,
In your palm,
A hush,
Becomes
Silence,
Time is now,
Though time is,
Timeless,
Just … for a few moments,
Enjoy,
No hustle,
No bustle,
Just nothing,
But ……. still.
The dead get recalled
through the digital photographs
for few hours only.
Nothing else—a mere photograph
or an occasional shared picture on the FB
as an ad-hoc tribute by a grieving family.
And that is all
in an Instagram-crazy age.
Earlier, some garlanded pictures adorned the bare walls
or
they were extolled in verse, the dear departed.
Some souls, ancient world, travelled down to the underworld
And exploits documented by their poets.
Orpheus
Later on Virgil
Their words echoing through the centuries.
Now—
You are truly dead in few minutes
and obliterated forever
from minds and hearts
in a market economy
selling memorabilia
among other items
to preserve every moment.
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I do not want to look
At the screen
And the tragedies
Presented
Posted
On my newsfeed
The ignorance
Of my kind
The rotting of the heart
The dulling of the mind
I do not want to look
But I should
Even though it would likely be the same
I should look
Always look
Strive to make things
Better
I should look
And try
To change