IN BETWEEN ETERNITY

STANZA 01

On the board, I was summoned, to scribble,

Thrusted a heavy sigh, my mind fumbled, for words of the wise,

From a swarm of kindred friends, was a bit subtle to solve,

Too, my soul, filled with, the previous sorrow, how would he,

STANZA 02

Enigmatic the predicament was, the boy solitarily stood,

About thirty feet away, I dreamt, the cognizance of next plucked my mood,

Priests chanted, throng whittling down, the lad in moan with eyes wet,

The funeral, began to end, tears apart its proximity, his mother rested,

STANZA 03

The atmosphere, threw its nudity, scoffed and mocked, by my math lord,

Nevertheless, no jape emanated from those back benches,

Being transported, to an unprecedented world, all seemed perpetual,

The hymn of peace, cycled, there I saw his mom, again but alive,

STANZA 04

Quiescence overwhelmed the air around, those sweat were delirious,

I came here, fortuitous, on my way back to my guild,

In lament, went near him, I felt, the warmth of an enduring snuggle,

That moment, I ran anhydrous, lacking words to shift his state, feeling petrichor.