A Pitiable Glory Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

A Pitiable Glory



A man ninety died.
Turn out was thin.
Who knew his glory
Are in the grave.
Who came to mourn
Knew little of him.
A pathetic funeral.
01.10.2003

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Sadiqullah Khan 11 November 2009

Ohhhhhh....may be, sometimes

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Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Aravayal, karaikudi, Tamil Nadu, South India
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