The Adobe Eternal
Ah! What peace, quiet and comfort
In the confines of my haven.
Away from the inhuman world
From the stranger, the husband,
The children, turned strangers now.
Away from their beck and call
From the censuring eyes and burning tongues.
The friends and relatives
Pretenders all and the pretensions!
Lifeless heart set aside the mask now
Of gaiety and happiness that
Hid the seething pain and hurt within.
A mad race of ten and forty laid to rest at last.
Here is safety, contentment and security
In this death of life.
Ah! What peace, quiet and comfort
In this haven, this abode eternal. My coffin.
Poem By: Smt.Rekha Venugopal,St. Teresa’s College
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