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SAKKTHEE RAVICHANDRAN
India
Submitted by SAKKTHEE RAVICH... on 11 August 2007 - 8:20am.| Updated 11 August 2007 - 9:28am.
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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
