In The Funeral Poem by Tshering Dorji
In The Funeral
In the funeral
a dead man lay in his coffin
with the crossed hands
resting on his chest.
And a child by the side
wonders in complete awe—
'why the old man lay asleep?
When hundreds watch on—
some squeezing
their eyes, some their nose
How can he be so deep? '
Thursday, January 16, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: funeral
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