The final clap

 

 

 

 

The final clap

Gurdip

Where’re you all the time?
They kept me
all tied

Knotted

Atop the cross

With nails in hand
and let me bleed
drip bled
that oozed drop by drop
till I could see no more

My vision failed first

Then my ears

And now I could faintly feel you

I beseech
where were you all the time?

They carried me my cross

Heavily burdened my strength

Till it failed

They forced

To push my way

Uphill

To reach the cliff

Where they held

The mast to have me nailed,

Where were you all the time?

I waited for you?

Now you have come

A long last

When my hands all nailed and drained off

The last drop of strength

I cannot feel you

Oh, how unbecoming the moments..

I wanted

I missed you

I thought you would clap

And I hear your clap the last thing

Will you clap for me

To clasp me?

I beseech you, please.