AFTER THE FUNERAL

Sitting, on the back seat.
Being, a good cousin.. or whatever.
Crying, silently.
Trying, to stay apropriate.. or whatever.

I,
shedding tears.. after the sad moment had passed.

He was my uncle.
He was one of my favorite uncles.

I wish,
there was more time,
to get back among relatives,
sharing feelings.
Not to mourn,
just to share fond memories,
to raise hope,
for tomorrow,
for us,
the heartbrokens.

Yet,
there I was,
driven away,
by choice,
by circumstance.
I'm so,
so sorry..

I,
shedding tears.. after the sad moment had passed,
always,
silent.

Still.
Misunderstood.
Incomplete..

Ya Allah,
the almighty, the wisest.
Please bless my humble being,
one tiny share,
of your might and wisdom.