End Of Life Poem by lalitha iyer

Painted faces
lovely smiles
sweet kisses
scented napkins
shameless affairs
senseless passions
full moon nights
lusted after
all ends;
she has landed
the Cuckoo no more Coos
the melody heart wringing
it has stopped
suddenly silence empowered
fullness flows
moon is full or new
now who cares
she has swam across the sky
like a miraculous will
she swept across the window sill
the string of films
that whipped up the sleeping harmones-gone
all titillating temptations statued
paralysed are all jazz effects
stoned are all starry emulsions
since she has sat upon the green olive tree
Now Cuckoo shall no more Coo
the snapping pain that killed the melting heart
it shall no more be heard
his life mate has honoured the unkept bed
now no poetic addresses, no formal ridiculous sufferings,
for good, the bell has chimed, the gates of heavens open wide
Christ is calling pair after pair enter my heavens
Darlings come hand in hand, paradise is all divine.