Amar Agarwala Poems

My hollowed casket is empty
Awaiting a withered shell,
My wooden lid is askance
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I
No song I have my blessed child
No thoughts which could bid adieu,
As you travel to yonder world
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As I passed my wicket fence
The ageing walnut tree,
Showered me with withered leaves
And said something to me;
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No one yet knows my new calling
Now that my profile has changed,
I reside in a cemetery
A settlement prearranged.
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I remember those summer days
When I passed by your winding lane,
Gay blossomed cottage where you lived
Vines adorning your window pane.
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Because I could not pause for life
She kindly paused for me,
Her carriage held but just ourselves
And hospitality.
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He owned no fabled treasures
Nor the kingdom of a king,
No horses or elephants
Nor a catapult or a sling.
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A brook marries the river
And river the ocean blue;
The sky & winds are witnesses
Waiting by the aisle in a queue.
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Like a crow scavenges garbage
And sometimes a prey,
I too scavenge for morsels dry
That I may live a day;
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Flames of my yesters
Call out to me,
From memories old
With their lovelorn plea.
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