The Red Day — A Poem.

Navoda Nilakshi
Nov 24, 2021

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Dawn broke crisp and clear
Unitedly with birds’ chatter and cheer
Eyes opened to another day
Little did we know it was the epoch of slay

Had I known about the unfolding
I never would have thought of leaving
We would have faced it together
Scared, but while still clinging to you, mother

The end came after a few drowning seconds
I’m sorry, for you it might have felt like hours
I’m still as devastated, going back to memories of ours
Too harsh for a soft soul like you, I reckon

It crushes me to know I can only whine
They keep telling every pain pales with time
Seventeen years stretched since the red day of mine
My pain only got worse with every chime

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