Prolonged Sickness
Prolonged sickness
At the first sight
Sickness is a luxury coach
Bed of apples
Party of toast and eggs
Crowded like a holiday trip.
Soon after
Sickness sickens
Like diabetes;
Dense faces turn thin and hazy,
Cripples vision;
The sweet sting of arrow
In the betel leaf
Begins to bite,
Heart fails;
Ambition
Fails to dialyse doubts.
Time wriggles
Like rusted saw,
Fruit trays
Corrode to cough pits,
Horlicks jars vomit
Flattened rice,
Life monitor repeats
To migraine.
Everybody came
Wished :
Live long!
And soon departed
Finally vanished.
Man ‘s a social apparition
Grinning at the dying man.
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