Do Not Read My Poems…. [a Tribute To Kamala Das ] Poem by Angelina Pandian

Do not read my poems…
When I am laid to rest
Stiff and straight
In a coffin’s nest.
Do not read my poems…
After I am gone
When I can hear
No more your voice.
Do not read my poems…
And think so sad, she’s dead
No, I am alive in every line
And word you read!

Again, inspired by Premji, I submit these few lines – To the poet, Kamala Das, Please read Her Collections..(Only The Soul Knows How To Sing, Summer In Calcutta, My Story)