When I Die Poem by John Agandin

When I Die

Rating: 5.0


When I die,
Cry not your heart out
Nor weep any tears at my grave
I will not see you, cry for me now.

When I die,
Wear no sorrows or regrets
And bear neither grief nor pain on account of me
I will be singing Hallelujahs.

When I die,
Do not come dressed in fancy clothes
Smelling like a thousand lavenders
I cannot admire you then, dress for me today.

When I die,
Read me no long tributes,
And compose me no epic verses
I will not hear you, praise me today.

When I die,
Put me quietly in my grave,
Give your money to the poor,
Your fury to the oppressed,
And leave me in peace and quiet to rest.

Wednesday, June 26, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: celebrations,death,eulogy,funeral,tribute
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This poem is an elegy with a twist. Instead of inviting grief, it gently shuts the door on mourning and calls for presence, and joyful remembrance. It's a subversive take on how we remember people.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chinedu Dike 25 November 2019

A fine and lofty verse beautifully conceived and elegantly brought forth with clarity of thought and mind. A beautiful work of art. Thanks for sharing and do remain enriched.

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Dr Antony Theodore 30 September 2019

When I die, Wear no sorrows or regrets Bear neither grief nor pain on account of me I will be singing Hallelujahs..... What a bold writing...... thinking of one's own death and writing about it..... very fine dear poet. tony

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Franz Kröger 27 June 2019

You are a real poet and give something to other people that cannot be measured in money.

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John Agandin 28 June 2019

Thanks Franz for your kind words. They're most inspiring!

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