Upon The Death Of Hope... Comments

Perhaps the loveliest poem on death, grief, and love that I've seen on this site! :)

When you wake up from the morning definitely you have new hopes. Yesterday is gone but present is here to become the past. Life is mysterious. Death is truth in life. A brilliant poem is interestingly penned...10

wow so heart touching pen you have. the second stanza I would like to quote - You were gone, yesterday and, I, can still smell the efflorescence blanketing rose covered wood and soil that married you with the earth, the inevitable's of mortality. /// greatly penned