Commemoration
Commemoration
In my commemoration they were standing on my grave
I was onlooker to them far from eternal base
Claps by the hands offer of garlands
Shaking neck side by side a note of publish in some face
Women and men most of them were contemporary saints
Among colleagues only few were chewing gums
I wished to pour down myself in the mid to accept
Whether they will recognise me with personification
Remembering again they missed me era back
I concluded wish not to cede in front of men
A game of culture forced by time
Waist slanting remained to see my broken legs pelted by unknown stones
Lots of such plays in many squares producing traffic jams
I did not like to see more only once in a year
Lost charms could not germinate cult in heated mid day burn
Amicable loyal showed by clouds covering sun commemoration.
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