The Funeral

In the clumsily shrouded

Backlogs of multiple pages

Torn and worn out

Yet fast retreating

The front line memories

These scattered shards

Yes, these certainly are

My butchered and severed

Mutilated dreams of love

From heart to heart

Once those waved

And thrilled,

Now, seem to die in fret

The weather is funereal

Just aiming at one and only me In havoc,

do taunt me

It’s the ever clouding

Low skies of friendship

Drizzling in the marshes of Estuary,

I am pained!

Totally broken…

None to condole

None to shed a drop of tear

Neither a glance passing by,

Broken my esteemed mirror of

Faithful courtship

My confidence simply spiraling…

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Born on first Nov 1959 in Mumbai, INDIA. Had the schooling at Mumbai & graduated in Physics from Calicut University in Kerala. Married to M Ravindran. We have 2 boys , the elder is Lt. Commdr in Indian Navy & the younger boy is doing his MS ( Aero space) at IIT Chennai,India. I am working as a MATH Teacher at Kendriya Vidyalaya since 1980. I write poems in Malayalam, English & Hindi. Published 5 malayalam Poem collections and one in English. Many of my poems have been published in journals.

10 thoughts on “The Funeral

  1. amitapaul

    A poem describing the desolate mindscape of a person facing bitter disappointment in relationships , this piece of verse tugs at the reader’s heartstrings.


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