Thursday, June 4, 2009

ode to my uncle who died two weeks back of cancer

Relentless attempts to
Beat the crab
Comes to a standstill.
you beat him up
with everything that
you can lay hands on,
He disappears into
The sand, nowhere to be seen .
You heave a sigh
Of relief and satisfaction
At last thedemon
Is put to rest .
You smile stretch your limbs
And start breathing fresh air
from the sea with closed eyes,
Relish the sound of lashing waves,
A tingling on your toe
makes you open your eyes
Only to see the demon crab
Dancing on your toes,
Grinning wide
dancing with glee,
"I cant be beaten up
Till you close your eyes for ever"
He seems to say.

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