Prompt #64 “Ya’aburnee” – Past Routine

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Ya’aburnee:

Both morbid and beautiful at once, this incantatory word means “You bury me,” a declaration of one’s hope that they’ll die before another person because of how difficult it would be to live without them.

 

I stand looking at what’s left

A stone to mark a glorious life

A record of years well spent.

 

My mind floods with thoughts

The meetings, the verbal courtship

The wooing, the coyness, the expectation.

 

We made commitments, promises

Dreams materialised, manifested

Our lives took on new exciting twists.

 

How am I to wake each morning?

How am I to sleep not holding you?

How am I to live, survive, function now?

 

The emptiness is permanent,

It rips me knowing as I do

It’s every day for eternity.

 

I eat but, nothings tastes anymore

Everything we treasured is lost

Our bed a barren wasteland.

 

I miss the intimacy of us

The closing of each day

The waking of our mornings.

 

I stare into memory now finalised

You are here, without you what am I?

I am wandering, aimless in everyway.

 

My days I will spend with you

I will chat as we did daily

One-way conversation, awaiting reply.

 

Today I come, tea in hand

To sit as once we did in morning sun

All that remains is past routine.

 

Written for: http://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2014/07/20/prompt-64-yaaburnee/

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17 Responses to Prompt #64 “Ya’aburnee” – Past Routine

  1. So moving!! Beautifully done!! 🙂 🙂

  2. I agree with Helen this a very moving poem, gets you right between the ribs excellent work =)

  3. Lyn says:

    Beautiful, Michael, just beautiful.

  4. Cheryl-Lynn says:

    This is beautiful, Michael. Such Natural way of thinking when a couple have been together so long. I heat my aunt often say she wants to go before my uncle. So moving.

  5. I worked with death and dying and, of course, the bereaved almost all my life. You have really captured the experience of the one left behind as I have witnessed it. Very touching write, and I would guess, from experience.

  6. arushiahuja says:

    this was so extremely sad and painful!! what a glimpse of life without your love… really lovely…

  7. mandy says:

    Very moving, Michael. From what I hear, that’s exactly the way it goes. I wouldn’t do well being the one left to experience this . . .

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