sarita jenamani


Epitaph - Poem by sarita jenamani

They gather in the cemetery
and decorate their beloved graves
enlivening the deadened memories,
dust the epitaphs off
to get a proper reflection of
Subtle pain in their eyes
They light up candles
to locate the sorrow
hidden somewhere in their hearts

I have nowhere to go today
I look up to the grey sky
and try to feel the warmth
of my father’s eye
His grave exists nowhere
but in me
and I am his epitaph


Comments about Epitaph by sarita jenamani

  • Silver Star - 3,245 Points Pradip Chattopadhyay (11/20/2013 6:10:00 AM)

    an appealing and sincere write. truly touched! (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Poet's Fan (11/20/2013 5:00:00 AM)

    this is certainly one of the best poems i have ever read, , thanx (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 20, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, November 20, 2013


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