Immortal Epitaph

A Ruthless existence,
Within bounds and limits,
But still Ruthless, all the same...
Question the basis of love and delight,
And realise that mortality is frought with hazards
Of etching a name, past last
Heartbeat...
Take me, your epitaph,
Immortal, within a sense,
And inscribe your name,
On tongue, and heart, and maybe mind
That i may ever bear it...
Make me living reminder
Of what i lack;
Everything i sought after,
And, maybe, more...

Author's Note

Scoob, thanks for the title... Couldn't find a better one:)

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

The poem is amazing. The questions that were raised by this powerful poem.
"Make me living reminder
Of what i lack; "
I like the open ending to the poem. In life we leave the act of goodness and evil to teach others to be kinder and wiser. A outstanding poem.
Coyote

[Jake Staffeld]

Great poem. Almost a love poem, almost religious, in it's way.

[Maggie]

Seems to be searching, clinging and reaching out for everything within its grasp...that's what I feel when i read this.

[sushi]

Amazing. A true immortal write.

Thanks for the read request....

[Judy Ponceby]

Excellent, thought provoking poem. Need to think upon how one should be remembered eternally.

[compositionc]

Fantastic.

[MandaBear]

Good work :)

[Chris Smith Welshpoetcs]

Good poem.

[Forest Green]

Well done; your poem challenges the reader to deeper thought of lessons to be learned.

Good work...

[Sukriti Suki]

A very nice one....enjoyed it.