Mamta Agarwal

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An Epitaph - Poem by Mamta Agarwal

On a sultry day, walking on the roadside,
Someone gently tapped on my backside.
Turned, saw my best friend, with a broad smile.
Oh, where had you been all this while?

Well, honest, went on a self imposed exile.
She replied wide eyed, without guile.
Life was getting to me, so to save my identity
Took a short break, I not like whine and self pity.

For in city, only time hear a giggle or a tinkle,
Wrinkles soften and eyes light up and crinkle
Is when folks hold the stem of goblet to make a toast
Over sparkling champagne and chicken roast.

No children in the park sing or dance
Hop, skip, jump, roar, shriek and prance.
On my way here, saw some old and young
At dawn, laugh in the park, with arms flung.

There are laughter clubs, age old cure
For all the stress in morning air pure.
Well, well, well, I am so very glad to hear.
Guess, chose the right time to reappear.

She took a long breath and said, must admit
Was losing my sense of humour, bit by bit.
Would you believe, had written my own epitaph:
'Here lies one, who sought to make the world laugh.'


Comments about An Epitaph by Mamta Agarwal

  • (12/28/2010 8:54:00 AM)

    glad to go through your precious piece/hope to read more (Report)Reply

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  • Howard The Motivational Poet Simon (3/12/2010 2:53:00 PM)

    Very unique my friend. (Report)Reply

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  • (10/19/2009 3:01:00 PM)

    When we´ve forgotten how to laugh, it is time to retreat and reflect our situation. Very good! (Report)Reply

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  • premji premji (10/8/2009 2:02:00 AM)

    dear mamtaji,
    we are all living tombs.....
    where to run away and lead a peaceful life?
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  • Vidi Writes (10/4/2009 2:19:00 AM)

    A true story of one and all of us
    How many of us...
    How many times...
    Would have written our own... Epitaph

    'Brief literary piece commemorating...
    A dead piece of life'
    But we are all like that of - Phoenix
    Lifes.. great gift....
    To rise renewed from the ashes.
    NOW AND AGAIN.
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  • (9/26/2009 3:35:00 PM)

    wonderful narrative poem, thank you for sharing.....10 (Report)Reply

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  • Sandra Martyres (9/25/2009 3:22:00 PM)

    The last stanza is brilliant Mamta....you give the reader real food for thought...10+++ (Report)Reply

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  • Sarwar Chowdhury (9/25/2009 12:29:00 PM)

    R E F L E C T I V E! ! ! --->
    ...............AMMMmmmmmazing rhyme and rhythm!
    ..........................beautiful signfiers catched the signifieds
    .....................................touched the reader the glowing wording!
    ..................................................ALLTOGETHERWOWWOWWOW!

    10000000+
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  • (9/25/2009 10:22:00 AM)

    the concluding lines says a lot mam...a lovely casual poem...10 (Report)Reply

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  • Saadat Tahir (9/25/2009 5:52:00 AM)

    masterful.... mamta ji u pick up the mundane...views out a whizzing train....embelish with hina...gota kinaree(URDU) and make em special beyond recognotion
    very well written

    pleased and wiser...
    cheers and ten
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  • (9/25/2009 5:48:00 AM)

    She took a long breath and said, must admit
    Was losing my sense of humour, bit by bit.
    Would you believe, had written my own epitaph:
    'Here lies one, who sought to make the world laugh.'
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    Great beautiful composition dear.................rhymes and rhythm well placed....10/10
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  • (9/25/2009 5:32:00 AM)

    The concluding lines, mamta, give new dimensions to your poem and add an unmeasurable value to it.....thanks for sharing..... (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, September 25, 2009

Poem Edited: Thursday, June 23, 2011


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