I still retain my eight letter name. I know a day when You and I got to leave I have to finely decorate the space in all extravaganza.

My Eight Letter Name

Clement was his name, 
till sometime back.
But now he is known as Ment!
Who, why, when or whom-
was it shortened?
Nothing easy would leave it's mark,
And I assume Ment too wouldn't.

The sweet notes we exchanged, 
never persuaded him for that.
For I always loved my Clement,
Exactly the way he was.
And I never wanted him to alter himself even though fate accepeted him as Ment.

But, soon I realized he too wanted to live 
in a world that was easy, much easy.
But I couldn't dare to find out the reasons
Why easiness struck him too?
Still I found the world turning yellow 
Slowly, slowly and my desires died along.

And many including my Clement,
shortened their names.
But I retained my eight letter name, 
To be finely engraved on my grave 
A day when you and I leave.
Yet a day you and I should.

© Parvathy Ramachandran

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