Exit Notes

Poems for Exit Notes -



Adios!
My life is a bowl of rice
You ate few spoons of;
Now, I am inside you
Momentous, may that be,
So long...


















On your passing, I wept!!
Wiping tears, myself, with my palms -
Whence none bothered, pain was my own alone 'n' it wasn't eased out:
A palmist exclaimed,
"Tears.. watered seeds.. nourished palm trees..
Tis time they bear fruits.. now!!"