I wish for no gentle epitaph
as I drown in my sweat
I am now the stuff of lewd jokes
which will bring me shame
my inner voices compel me
to do the right thing and stand by it
today I am homeless in the world
tomorrow I would end up
six feet under the ground
various kinds of worms vying for me
"nature's choiciest plan for me"
Very strong epitaph. Even in death something vies for our attention. Hope all is well. Have a great day.
ReplyDeleteWe return to the earth from whence we came, sounds like justice to me, and a chance to feed back to which we have come from.
ReplyDeleteA plan we cannot escape there.
ReplyDeleteWow, impressive!!
ReplyDeleteGT, I like this poem a lot, particularly the third and last lines - they're hot!
ReplyDeletethis is very good indeed. I love the whole concept.
ReplyDeleteHi, very deep. Hope you are doing pretty good there. Take care.
ReplyDeleteA plan we can't change.
ReplyDeletethe worst plan of all..one's demise
ReplyDeletebut if any blogger makes lewd joke about you after you have completed your time here, I will get the world
of bloggers to destroy them.. the worms...I guess you will be stuck with them
Very dark, my friend. Almost defeatist.
ReplyDeleteA very dark poem (I hope all is well with you) and a common fate.
ReplyDeleteWell eventually that's God's plan for all of us....isnt it?
ReplyDeleteThe circumstances that shape us--sometimes the indifference feels like cruelty.
ReplyDeleteAh a part of the plan of all life
ReplyDeleteGreat poem
This was dark and gritty...very powerful.
ReplyDeleteNatures plan compels me not to waste energy on day-planners and housekeeping schedules, but to soak up all the life I can from every day.
ReplyDeleteso many strong compelling images! But the first and last lines are the best of all.
ReplyDeletefor your body only...your soul will soar :)
ReplyDeleteYes, parts of us wander homeless in the world.
ReplyDeletea lot of truth in this...
ReplyDeleteI just happened to stopped by. And I thought its a nice epitaph. Because in the end we all rot.
ReplyDeletebeautiful, as always. Love the voice in this.
ReplyDeleteThe Plan
The Final Plan. Nicely done.
ReplyDeleteI am not a worm but will a snake do?
ReplyDeleteThe biggest plan of all...a pattern we all follow each and every day. Well done...I liked this one best!
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well, that is a plan we can all, well, plan on.
ReplyDeleteone should definitely just let nature plan :)
ReplyDeleteThe Bigger Plan
Ah, Gautami, I still think of her often! I do wish I had been more mixed up in/with her life. Very well said.
ReplyDelete..
The first line ensured that I would read the rest. And the rest did not disappoint.
ReplyDeleteWow..powerful words! Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteWhew.... what a powerful piece! It cuts deep. Thank you so much for sharing it with us. (I love the first line especially - lyrical.)
ReplyDeletethats the masterplan !!
ReplyDeleteA beautiful first line to your poem. I hope whatever you are dealing with resolves itself soon.
ReplyDeleteInteresting and deep! :D
ReplyDeleteHi Gautami,
ReplyDeleteThis is as strong and compelling as immovable stone and deep to the core of the earth and beyond...
It’s always a choice whether to listen to one’s own voice or the din of plurality. I admire your courage and your perspective.
ReplyDeleteThis is such a beautiful composition.. the epitaph of the muse is strong, and goes deep... Such is the way of life..
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