Narayanan Kutty Pozhath

Gold Star - 5,378 Points (October 6,1961 / Trissur, Kerala, India.)

Death - Poem by Narayanan Kutty Pozhath

I lay dead in the hall.
Who all came and gone.
Who is going to lit fire to my pyre?

Topic(s) of this poem: death, fire

Form: Haiku

Poet's Notes about The Poem

Imagining the day I lay dead in my hall.

Comments about Death by Narayanan Kutty Pozhath

  • Cynthia Buhain-baello (4/27/2018 4:35:00 AM)

    Interesting thoughts on what lies ahead when we leave this world -whether people will care for us or bury us. (Report) Reply

    Narayanan Kutty Pozhath (5/8/2018 9:23:00 AM)

    Thank you Madam for your kind words.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 27, 2018

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