A Shirt From The Wardrobe Poem by Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi
A Shirt From The Wardrobe
Not worn for many years,
Suddenly grown over sized,
The sleeves are hung from,
The shoulders, the junction,
At the arm pits look as the sacks,
A tailor made perfect piece,
Outsized to be a farce,
A shirt, which is kept as a souvenir,
Once fitted and radiated the curves,
Not really collapsed, but gets bigger.
Suddenly grown over sized I am sure it is a good sign to keep in shape. Problem is usually the other way and that is what I face. Beautiful poem. Thank you.
That one piece that displays many memorable memories over the years. Some of those memories are just between you two. I am interested if you have lots of different photos of you in this piece. Thank you
wonderful composition, thanks. Will you please see my new poems.
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4/26/2024 6:56:31 PM # 1.0.0.1119
a shirt from the wardrobe.i like this piece of fine poetry