Pallbearer short poem

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If you come to me,

I will show you my cupboard……..

photographs, paintings of old days,
dead butterfly, dried snake skin,
old is never gold, pain and anger……

broken leaves, dust around
dead grasshopper, dead caterpillar, owl and mice.

moon beam playing alone…………….

far away , pallbearers carrying the coffin at the funeral

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Nikita Mehendiratta

Sad. Saying so much in just few words have been your art. this poem portrays so much just in a few words. Touching.


Moved me…A deep melancholic tone rings in the poem..Isn’t it?