Thursday, April 25, 2013


Search not for me in sepia tinted hues,
Seek me not in memories when u have the blues.
I was someone who dwelt in ur domain
And yet a soul uncaptured, free of rein.
Remember me not in belongings I leave behind,
To wordly possessions I have always been blind.
Erect not an epitaph when I'm gone, so grand, 
For like this fickle frame it shall blow away like sand.
If u ought remember me in what was written or said,
That is my essence, the soul's song unfettered n unafraid.
And if u can recall what I felt, thought or shared,
You will know I am with you and how deeply I cared..

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