Epitaph Poem by Dr Tapan Kumar Pradhan
Epitaph
I have printed my name in crimson lights
Upon my grave stone, a circle
Of grass and gravel tells you where
Below a bed of earth six feet deep
Reclines he who once refused to surrender.
Some day, if ever, you will pass by me
And remember, if at all, the emblazoned name,
Etched into marble grown yellow through years -
Remember then the distant wedding night
When you had vainly displayed your vermillion brow...
Very few people will write in epitaph. You have so boldly written this poem with such intensity. I actually liked the way that it was expressed. I can only guess at the last two lines? Lovely.
Short and sweet. Perfectly crafted. The ending is full of suspense and leaves many questions unanswered.... My favourite poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 7:00:57 AM # 1.0.0.1119
wonderful poem, wonderful epitaph Dr Tapan, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.