FROM A FUNERAL

       FROM  A  FUNERAL

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A sudden call from  my native town  carrying

a message  of my friend’s death

We  were the close mates  of our town

in school,streets and in play grounds

For our bread, we went to east and west

After our meeting at his marriage in my town

another meet ing  is at the graveyard in his funeral

His face turned to black and dry

I asked my mind, Why?

 It replied to me

cause of his expectation of my arrival at his last bed

My disoppointment may made his face

as black and dry

I n his last bed he may desire to see my face atleast

I paid my homage and wept for my loss

SAKTHIRAVICHANDRAN  AN INDIAN ENGLISH POET