FUNERALA Poem by bibin Sebastiandeath that makes everyone equal came to me one day.........Funeral A hand rolled over my eyes closed it and uttered he's dead Rest in peace they said to the one who never rested in life They cried over my bad lucks Followed the howls of unfinished works. I was mummified with tears and hugs and bound with eulogy and epitaph of lies. The heat from tears of widowhood has cremated the body already dead. Many were missing from the cortege But death the uninvited guest was there. I was placed in the womb of the earth Where the worms were ready to kiss. I was buried along with my dreams Dreams that never came true. Encrypted on my beautiful tomb “The tomb of an empty handed idiot Who never brought or taken anything.” Death takes me to tomorrow The place with more stars you can't count The place with more suns you can't think © 2016 bibin SebastianReviews
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7 Reviews Added on December 29, 2016 Last Updated on December 29, 2016 Authorbibin SebastianDELHI, CHRISTIAN, IndiaAboutMy writings come out of my personal experiences. I don't engage in censoring of thoughts. you may not find me poetic or rhythmic. But I assert "I write therefor I exist" more..Writing
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