The Last Sip Poem by Smithesh Sasi

The Last Sip



Have you seen the light?
No? Don't worry.
It will kiss your eyes.


Have you heard the music?
No? Don't worry.
It will fill your ears.


Have the fragrance reached you?
No? Don't worry.
It will make your soul happy.


Have you looked at the path behind you?
It is deserted.
No light, no music, no fragrance.


Oh! My friend, I know it.
Wait for a minute.
I have to take the last sip.


Ok. Make it fast.
I have to go.
The last sip is also waiting for me.

Monday, December 9, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: music
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