Mortuary Breathes

Mortuary   Breathes

                                                                                                                           

This   ghastly , weird  mortuary

breathes  with    many a  breathless

those   of  whom  throbbing    till 

A while  ago,                              

This  mortuary  preaches 

The otherness of  Life,

Figures   in   some,   distorted,

Some  in  amputated  shapes

  heaped up, their  souls

already  embarked upon

A  different  journey, their

Own   predestined  routes,

While  the living  ,the kith and kin

In  a   hurried  journey  here,

  land  and  Search    them:

This  place:  a  white cloth

Covers  and  closes  the grand finale.

Morbid  yet, sheltering

All  the voiceless  now.