copiously crying women
beat at their chests
instead of heart-rending
it was almost comic
he was somewhat surprised
by so many people at one place
and still there was an eerie hush.
his unknown relatives, friends
he had not seen for what seemed eternity
were present but not interacting
strange sight that it was
he moved to the centre
his eyes were drawn
a pristine white shroud
copiously crying women
beat at their chests.
instead of heart-rending
it was almost comic
on an impulse, he pulled it down
recoiled next moment
as his own face stared up at him.
18 comments:
Sounds like a nightmare my friend. *shivers*
(((((hugs))))
that was a bit of a shock!
Chilling.
Such are the ways of the living !!
Goosebumps on my arms from that one. Great post.
Very dark, Gautami. I'm not sure what sort of celebration's happening here.
one day it will happen for real - hope it's the life they're celebrating, not the death
with this(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3-4J5j74VPw&feature=related) song in the bg...the whole thing gave a movie like effect...:)
A dream I think...we start awake when we awake and are relieved when we realize that we were only asleep in the sun.
b
'copiously crying' is such a neat turn of phrase. I like the repetition of the stanza, also. Sums it up nicely.
Freaky to see your own funeral.
HUGS
Many have been written how a person would find out he is dead after dying ~ this one scene is one of the many.
I like the drama and the details.
But nobody really know how it would be after life.
I wish you well.
~ Jeques
This is quite confronting - seeing your cold self - just a shell of life.
A clever write!
gemma
that was eerie!
but u know ive often wondered what itll be like to be at my own funeral :D
its slightly strange that many of us are thinking about the death today
oh. eerie!
i love the idea!!
a dead man looking at his own corpse... i love this poem. well written.
I like this, and being that guy, I wouldn't stay in such a place for too long...
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