Epitaph Poem by Nikunj Sharma
Epitaph
Shall I ever have a grave?
After the journey to me you gave
Shall I enter heaven’s gate
Or see the sign –ITS TOO LATE! !
Shall someone ask for an autograph?
Shall I have an epitaph?
What shall be written on it?
Shall my grave be ever lit?
Shall I get my share of mirth?
Sleeping below under the earth?
Through the paper and the ink;
I created many a link.
Blooming life and the Brink;
Creating a world in whatever I think.
Time to egress, says writing on the wall;
That I have done and seen it all
To forget the point and look at the graph
Its time to choose my EPITAPH.
Through the paper and the ink; I created many a link. Blooming life and the Brink; Creating a world in whatever I think. A moving piece of reality that we share together as sensitive souls. you do make a link and make it very strong. Thanks again for such a beautiful poem Niks. Rehana 20/8/09
I read this one too. I noticed you write in question. Try instead of question, maybe write something where you have the answer. Instead of 'Will I'? Try ' I Will'. Turn it around and take control. Know the answers. Your readers can't answer things for you. You are the writer. :) You have the control. Just a friendly suggestion! DC
At times with the passing of years we all ask these questions. Very well written.
Nicely you have discussed your thought about your own epitaph. What should do, o it is touchy!
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I would like to translate this poem
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