An epitaph

An epitaph

A Poem by Abhilash Hegde

Don't wet your tears
for I'm still breathing
down your ears.
The lemonade
I drank for years
has turned 
sourer and sourer
just like the blood
that turned a clot
when it kissed
the foul air 
amidst the dust.
Do cry over
the tomb with
no red roses
but with a heart
of taste and 
a soul of memories.
I'm watching you
even when I'm 
down here silent
with pale eyes
and a wish
to be that tear 
which would
roll down on your
cheeks like pearls. 

22 Aug 2007, by Abhilash Hegde

© 2020 Abhilash Hegde

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aah a sad one but cleverly crafted. a message from the grave?
just a tiny little remark. is it wet your tears or dry your tears?

Posted 5 Years Ago

Abhilash Hegde

5 Years Ago

yeah, it's a message from the grave.
Thanks for noticing, that was intentional. "wet your tea.. read more

5 Years Ago

you're welcome.
thought it was a slip up but since it was intentional, ALL4S GOOD THEN;

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Abhilash Hegde
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