To The Blanket

Poem By Sameer Mecheri

I know
About your departure from me
When the midnight
Comes to life-
The pillow told me.

I heard you
Gossiping to the washing stone
That my nakedness
Is in your custody.

You who desert me
During the summer
Should understand this much

That I am planning to fetch
A breathing blanket
For all seasons.

Let me see
What you will do since then.

Comments about To The Blanket

Wow this is a truly unique poem, its like no other.

Rating Card

5,0 out of 5
1 total ratings

Other poems of MECHERI

Life Is Withering Away

Life is withering away
Like an afternoon MA classroom
Few of its colours linger still
Terrified by the internals


A few words alighted
on the branches
of my hesitations
as I spotted her.



What The Tree Said

'Green is not a colour
Its my breath', said the leaf.

'Red is not a symbol