>≫≫ A View Through The Hole Of A Cold Coffin Poem by Abdul Wahab

>≫≫ A View Through The Hole Of A Cold Coffin

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Too glad I become and in joy my heart cheers
In an intensified gloomy atmosphere
The moment I see people through
The little hole of the cold coffin
For me they arrange
Once abusing
Now showering praise
Gathering upon the straight lines
Just before my last ritual

Before that I saw my relatives
Whom I never heard throwing kind words
Now going unconscious
Listening the news of my demise
From the lipstick coated lips of the news reader
As if they lost a man of great value which
I never understood dealing with them while I was alive

After knowing my worth
No more I could continue the puzzle
So I stand up and tell them
I did not die
It is a game I set to weigh my value in their lives
At first they look confused
Later they understand and take me back
Since then very happily
together
we live.

Thursday, July 10, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: death
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Geetha Jayakumar 10 July 2014

Beautiful view through the hole of a cold coffin, played very well. Very true said, people give more value after one has died rather being alive..I just loved your write, humorous filled but meaningful write.

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