The Constant Weep. Poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

The Constant Weep.



I weep
That my mother doesn’t know that I weep
Over my neglect of her in her last days.

I weep
That my father doesn’t know that I weep
For my negligence showed in his last days.

The time
I redeem myself of this constant grief
My children will be there to follow suit.
05.01.2009

Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: grief
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Joseph Poewhit 13 January 2009

How things we take for granted become precious in death.

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Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar

Aravayal, karaikudi, Tamil Nadu, South India
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