To a sick Man

To a sick Man
who coughs to be scolded
by his wife

to a sick man
who lays on bed when his night
tangled up in his eyes
to never let them close

to a sick man
who sings like crow
who still collects books of poems
when bombs rain on his tin roof

To a sick man
who demands his friends to revolt
when all he knows is
how not to sleep at night
when his wife is sleeping next

1 comment:

Jayanta Oinam said...

itao, karigee aduk shaorino?