Venomous Twilight
To pick a fallen coconut panting
On the canal ripples, son skimmed through weeds,
But the creeping death in the secrecy of weeds
Engraved on his calf last hours flashing.
He dared not to tell it his father,
Who lay like an earthworm with sense
Fallen in to the rum bottle, but tense
Son waited the return of coolie mother.
Sun was sinking down in the eyes his,
And simple joys were in the venom freezing.
‘’Please tell them, mother, save me somehow”, longing
Before the death dribbled out of the mouth his.
A black ambulance returns staggering
Along the graveled lane of heart tattered.
Glass vase is fair, once it breaks, shattered
Pieces are poignant and pricking.
poem by Fabiyas M V
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