Dresses Poem by SYAM CHANDRAN PERINKULAM

DRESSES
WhoWillCryPoignantly
After Your Death?
ReallyYour Dresses.
By Whom They Were Taken Far Off Places,
Office, Parks, Theatres, Funerals………..
Only To Whom TheyWere Amourous.
The Tenants Of Your Soul,
Who Bore Your Secret Body Odours,
Who Had Fathomless Happiness
When They Were On You.
On That Day They Will Shriek In Emptiness.
From The Next Day…………………..
Their Unseen Eyes Will Search For You,
They Will Sing Your Glories,
In The Darky Nights,
They Will Search The House.
But…………………..
When They Are Thrown……………..
While Decaying……………
They Will Pray For A Chance
To Bedeck You Again.
SYAMCHANDRAN.K