Grave Wedding Poems

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Details | Haiku |
1#
Brewed tea
Wife and myself
Nothing between us
2#
He was metamorphosed 
Into a frog
When his wife had left him
3#
I needed
A lonely woman
Thousand years back
4#
She shivered
In yellow sun
Struck by her coyness
5#
God travels
With three suitcases
One for me
6#
I kissed
Her frostiness 
And my lips turned icebergs
7#
The bed
Gets embarrassed
At our nakedness
8#
Her hands
Stopped me
To pick evenings
9#
We two rested
In a cave of Kundalini
Behind the waterfall
10#
The alien woman 
Travelled six moons
To deliver her baby in a burial ground 
11#
An eagle swoops
On a field –mouse
Tables of wedding
12#
The woman kissed me
I felt her hollow ribs
As if in a spring dream
13#
The woman’s hair
Struck by a gale
Made waterfalls
14#
My wife locked
Me one fine evening
In my neighbour’s hole
15#
The rats are away
When mice take in
My wife’s clammy face
16#
The summer rain
In exasperation
Took wings to raid the moon
17#
Lolo my wife
Her green sleek steps
Thundered an innocent fly
18#
In the dead of night
God made two wives
One for me one for my neighbour
19#
My neighbour’s wife
Delivered a child
When I was asleep
20#
The woman said goodbye
And I took a fish for dinner
I mistook it for my wife
21#
My wife is a canvas
Where I paint
My forebodings
22#
A painter’s apprentice
In sheer foolishness
daubed in red my wife’s rear-view
23#
A squirrel saw my wife
And in haste
Lost her guava 
24#
I was caught in neighbour’s bedroom
By my wife last summer
I lost my glasses
25#
A wolf entered the graveyard 
Unannounced
And annoyed my wife
26#
Sarah my wife
Lumbering
Dizzy commuters
27#
Sarah wed me
And in brief forgetfulness
Greeted my neighbour
28#
A tiger ate Sarah my wife
It happened by accident
The tiger knows
29#
Morning bell
Wake up call
I want to sleep
30#
Pola my pet fly
Fouled things up
She ate my wife’s breakfast
31#
My dog Pintu
Hydrophobia
I set him free on my wife’s posterior
32#
Eons ago a butterfly
Gave birth to my wife
Now, a caterpillar 
33#
A hard slap
Stammering 
Hurricane Sarah will win 
34#
You have gathered enough winters 
Woman sighs
Leave one for me
35#
The woman flapped her wings
To clouded mountaintops
Silky as white

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Copyright © RAJAT KANTI CHAKRABARTY | Year Posted 2014




Details | Lyric |





                                



                                         Long love day's has past.
                                 My mind felt with howling storms,
                                 grasping to hold on to vanishing love.
                                 Rape and abandon my weary soul
                                 transpires, poring with instant fires.
                                 Oh this dark secret love does thy life
                                 destroy.
                                 Like amorous birds of pray,
                                 Once ways, and known devoured
                                 Your beauty no more to befound
                                 nor shall the sound of your voice.
                                 Love to dust, love to ashes.
                                 Our love has now gone to a private place.
                                        The grave yard of love.

Copyright © JAY JOHNSON | Year Posted 2008

Details | Rhyme |
Happy is he who with foresight
Weds the woman of a grave site--
Six feet under who coolly repose,
Obedient, and least of all to divorce.

Never will she wake
Your life miserable to make,
Never will she whine
to venture out and dine.

Content to wear a cotton shroud,
She'll not fret and talk back aloud;
Dead quiet, not one to nag you ever
for a wardrobe of silk, satin and fur.

Don't let anyone tell you otherwise
To find some peace before your demise;
Aware was He who made the woman
Only to restrain the free spirit of man!





Copyright © Abdul Malik | Year Posted 2014




Details | Rhyme |
Happy is he who with foresight
Weds a woman of the grave site--
Six feet under who coolly repose,
obedient and least of all to divorce.

Never will she wake
Your life miserable to make,
Never will she whine
to venture out and dine.

Content to wear a cotton shroud
She will not talk back aloud,
Dead quiet, not one to nag you ever
for a wardrobe of silk, satin and fur.

Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise
to find some peace before your demise;
Aware was He who made the woman
Only to restrain the free spirit of man.

You may censure me, you may ostracize,
Oh, do review thy lady ere you patronize--
Thus I forewarn the brethren of my ilk,
Fall not for fair face and skin soft as silk!



~Advice to men contest by Brenda Chiri

Copyright © Abdul Malik | Year Posted 2017