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Monday, July 31, 2017

Poem By Elcypher: On His Gravestone (Epitaph)


On my gravestone let it be said
In words written, engraved, blessed;
Emptied of breaths, longings, wishes
Emptiness finally has come
To brace him a new, most sought home
Devoid of wines and fine dishes
But, plant him a flower of word
Atop this holy stones that he
Afterwards may receive his lord
In poetry of what need but be
Thus, let every heart greet him still
For here lies his body at will
But, seek him within his diary
His souls lives in eternity.



                                            Elcypher.

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