Monday, November 14, 2016

I Buried My Love




Across that green meadow,
After that road surrounded by Gulmohar trees,
Behind that gray wall,
I buried my love.


Walking through that graveled path,
Inside the Gothic Church,
In front of everyone,
I buried my love.


Dressed in a white gown,
Offering prayers to the good Lord,
With a ring in my hand,
I buried my love.

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