(Dedicated to the known
John Carnegie Vavasseur Fisher
Born December 2nd 1979-Died August 2nd 2015)
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reach heavenly abode and follow the same path you showed we are follwing you in each step
Death is the final destination for all, we can not do anything. Maybe delay it. Good poem
Death is the ultimate and no matter how it comes we can do nothing about it. Thx for sharing
God is love source of love is nirvana to truth and be with cheer to truth of this nature
Sad poem. Death brings pain. Whatever led the departed soul to such an act, may his soul rest in peace. And all those related have courage to put it behind and walk forth. I respect this poem and the poet for sharing. Thank you and God Bless.
So sad Rachel, but your words soar with dignity, respect and hope for him to find peace in the comfort of the afterlife! Beautiful write!
Touching heartfelt lamentations for the body whereas the liberated soul enjoys the bliss of Nirvana.
Immature death is to youth while to U.S. With age it comes. Can I tell my mother what I saw? There are those still here whom can not hear their name when it is called.. iip : -)
Immature death. I can realize the grief that you acceded. A heartfelt write. May his soul rest in peace. Thanks for sharing.
A dedication is personal and private, while shared publicly the life ended and the life lost can only truely be shared by the writer. Loss is central to life.
When one is not known by another and others think that they do when they really don't it becomes ever more difficult to say that I do.. iip
the love to the solitude of mortality and beyond a console, god never wish to deport His.......
May god give us the courage to proceed with the sadness.
There is hope, keep the faith, in the afterlife you'll meet again! God shall defeat death, Rachel!
Your closing passage - AFTERLIFE NEVER ABANDONS ITS DUTY TO US ALL - should offer some relief to survivors, but only in the long term. The sense of loss, of waste really is too keen so soon after. But the Land of the Dead is already immense in population growing ever more so, and will eventually include everyone if there is an ENDTIME. Your poem has gravitas and grandness of vision that make me think these thoughts; and they help deal with the pain and loss. The poem's brevity makes the words stand forth with quiet dignity; it endorses the mourners' sincerity.
Death is only reality of beginning, a wake-up call from dreams to reality... thanks for sharing another beautiful poem, if you get some time read some of my new poems :) ... Asif
Well composed poem -thank you for sharing.............