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Mystery Of A Strange Cat
As the mourners had
left, the holy showers
ceased, yet drops of
agony fell on from
the eaves of heart,
then a forlorn crow
fluttered its wet wings.
Waif cats always roamed
in the yard, but
that dark night, a
strange cat prowled to
the portico, its eyes
resembled father’s, who was
cremated hours back.
Moss of home clung
on, but no tongue
in the cat eyes,
(yet silent symbols were
so strong) , on either
sides of which, father
and son stood helpless.
Later, I heard the
mobile barks, (chasing the
cat?) , near the distant
rural crematorium: and that
strange cat never came
again, but….its mystery
remains with the urn.
poem
by
Fabiyas M V
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