### Unsettled Poem by Rehan Hyder

### Unsettled

Rating: 3.0


Some funerals are situated
in winding alleys of blood
where earth never dries
and incense burns forever

life somehow finds its flow
around such protrusions


Inspired by Wardha

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I recognise the inspiration and inspired this piece is indeed. t x

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Francesca Martin 30 June 2008

We never get a break. The earth never gets a chance to heal from being torn open for a funeral, there is constantly another digging up wounds. Great write

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Indira Babbellapati 27 June 2008

isn't there at least one funeral everyday in our 'winding alleys? '

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Rema Prasanna 27 June 2008

pain not fully dried up I can read in those few lines Time is a healer Remarkable write Rgs Rema

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