When We Die, Where Are We Going To? - Όταν Πεθάνουμε Πού Άραγε Θα Πάμε; Comments

Great concept......fantastic write....thank u.

So true! No one really knows where we are heading towards when we die. Those who have died never come back to tell what happened. Good idea, Kostas! Just buy a drink and enjoy the moment....... I liked the thought........ :) 5 Stars

Cheers man. Liked it. Thx sharing

Drinking Away The Blues when life shadow casts bitter days when it is not a good day to make hay what can you do what can you say what makes a difference when you feel blue a friend who will share a drink or two with you to enjoy the day cloud chase away the greys Inspired by the poem 'When We Die, Where Are We Going To? - Όταν Πεθάνουμε Πού Άραγε Θα Πάμε; ' by the poet Kostas Lagos. Dedicated to the poet Kostas Lagos.

Star Dust Happiness Dust Life Sprinkled dust we were dust we will be the important question now is not just where we go after death dying but how we live how we enrich lives in life will we gift happiness or not will we gift compassion kindness or not Inspired by the poem 'When We Die, Where Are We Going To? - Όταν Πεθάνουμε Πού Άραγε Θα Πάμε; ' by the poet Kostas Lagos. Dedicated to the poet Kostas Lagos.

Remarkable piece.........thanks for sharing.........anjandev roy.

Since life is unpredictable and as there is much uncertainty about life, let us try to enjoy when ever we get a chance and in whatever manner possible! An interesting quatrain.....!

Nice thing to do After death. A fine satirical poem

I concur with the wonderful thoughts. Thoughts to ponder about. A well crafted quatrain.

There is so much unknown in this world. It can change in an instant.

'When we die, where are we going to? ' dust we were dust we will be, the important question is not just where we go after dying, but how we live how we enrich lives gift happiness or not in the meantime my friend Kostas, I will share a drink or two with you, to enjoy the day chase away the grey

Likewise, life is one of the secrets we live and we do not know much about, and thus death... We all die and the question remains as it is.... But it is unfortunate that a weak person turns into a nightmare of an arrogant and conceited evil, your poetic soul will not die my friend and thank you for this beautiful Quatrain