Naked but not wicked.

Naked but not wicked...


The Once upon a time full blown nonagenarian
swallowed setbacks, swam through shortcomings,
waving the green flag of serendipities,
Icon of sacrifice and advice for the
Hamlet , honest and delectably naive;
Her shattered visage foresaw a world
Not Beyond her cumulative wisdom:


Now her trouble less , yet NOT detour journey,
She is reduced to a child on the coffin,
The pall bearers don’t feel the weight,
Some hungry hawks remove the silk sari
On her dried thews and sinews ,
as the man in charge places the sandal wood
Logs burning a sense of eternal glory.