Obituary
December 18, 2006
Once in a while
A poet, or a writer
Or an artist, even
Should write
His own obituary
Obituary, mind you
Not eulogy
Some loving brother
Or cherished friend
Will surely find
Something meaningful
In whatever little
You created
And talk about
How passionate you were
About your craft
Even recite a few lines
You yourself would
Rather forget
All this while
Your muse
Looks away, cynically
Another one bites the dust
She’ll mutter
Betraying me
That’s why,
I insist, each poet,
Writer, artist even
Must write
His own obituary
Write and rewrite
Till it becomes
Irrelevant
February 3, 2007 at 9:02 am
Good stuff boss. Cranking the idea itself was sheer poetry!
February 8, 2007 at 3:51 pm
dharma: what’s point of anything?
vivek: thank you sir. coming from the king of the trade, that’s something
February 29, 2008 at 1:24 pm
wow, whoa, dint read this until now, well wrote something similar few dayzz ago….hehehehe an obit n a eulogy for self. hmmmm yea we shud all do it for rselves.
you r rite (onli this time)
March 11, 2008 at 8:50 am
well it’s a start — being right one time. i’ll check your post rightaway.
cheers,
asuph
June 5, 2008 at 5:29 pm
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