©thefloatingverse
#afterlife
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thefloatingverse 2d
She evades my mind;
Even as she lays in front of me weeping.
I yearn to erase those signs of her despair,
But alas forgive me love, my shortcomings restrict me;
I'm only a soul without a form to take,
Not seen, nor heard, just recalled sometimes on a varied assortment of days.
The composer to my heartstrings crumbles there, just a few inches afore me,
Her hands grazing over my photo since the day I left.
Agonizingly I can do nothing but hopelessly stare
After all what I am, comes with rules obeyed by all deites and realms.
At least once everyone has wondered,
Where does one go when they have exhausted their mortality
And so here I'm to answer your question,
Death comes like a long awaited old foe,
It greets you and takes you for tea while you anxiously wait for what comes next
Though dismal your soul, you can't help but ponder
Will the antagonist of every life ever, take you to the haven his twin oversees,
Or will the sadist keep you for themselves to add to their anthology of sinners
Sipping his tea in a poise only the grim reaper can master
He smiles devilishly and breaks the news
That everything you ever conjured about death in your finite imagination was not a bit true.
Voice flowing like sweet poison, deadliest of them all
Wisdom dripping with each word the ancient one says
"Now that you're no longer burdened by the notion of existence,
I shall tell you the enigma of afterlife.
Listen clearly and swallow the truth I bestow upon you,
As you exit from the lives of your loved ones, in charge of their survival you will be, Choose one for once and all; So for eternity their guardian archangel you would be.
You will see them, You'll hear them
However they won't know your presence in the slightest bit.
You will be there every second of every passing day,
Their shadow you shall be, concern of yours will only be their life's longevity
Furthermore if you dare misuse your might, stripped of them, you'll beg for mercy
So Child beware not to expose your presence nor try to reach what isn't within your limits.
I must now tell you this sincerely,
If limits are crossed, you will be banished to my personal care
And then you will never meet in eternity as the original script entails.
The foreboding moment is now here, tell me which one you'll choose
The dearest of your dears."
And for a moment I had a choice to make,
But my conflict resolved when I remembered mum was there for dad as well.
At that thought a smile sprung up on my lips,
Though soon vanished when the devil broke my hopes
"No, you can't meet her," he said answering my thoughts, " Your mother and you will reunite only after you've both fulfilled your jobs"
That's alright I thought at once ,we've got time and the wait is a whole lot of worth.
The answer was clear as I determinedly looked at him,with a smile I announced
"I'll protect her, the bearer of my promises of eternal love, till the sun sets on her time on earth and to the time she's ready to join me,
In the place where the Sun and the moon share the same space
Where we could start eternity together and never to separate again."
And then as I finish those words, I'm spiralling downwards to the place I belonged
As I look up, I see her, silently whispering in her ear,
'I kept my promises of loving you till my last breath , now it's time I promise you forever and ever again'
And so I became her guardian spirit, her being so close to fingers but farther than lightyears it feels
Its a bittersweet circumstance,
Seeing her all the while, knowing someday we'll encounter again
Instead of the goodbye I never got to say, I'll sing her songs of infinity
But Knowing that someday he'll come for her just as he did for me
And then I'll fail at my commands and he'll take her where time's not a thing.
We'll be together and thats a hell of an epilogue
But there's something alluring about impermanence of humanity
That I'll always regret not spending with her and the memories that never got to be.
#death #guardianangel #soulmate #promises #afterlife #eternity #love #goodbyes #hell #heaven #mortality #sun #moon #tedtalkswithdeath #truth #oldfriend #restricted #wait -
kelvin_ateb 1w
Love
Love.
A self destructive act.
Lost in the fabric of time.
To relive a moment for eternity.
Nothing last forever.
Deaf ears, they fell on.
Now, here lies your heart.
Carved out and embalmed.
So I ask, is your heart still mine and mine alone, my love?
©kelvin_ateb -
Beyond the threshold
Minute by minute its slipping away.
Consuming the life with each breath taken.
Is it aging or dying?
Or rebirth with the outcome of past deeds.
©fali92 -
Are we all dead? Are we rewinding the recorded loop of our life we lived?
Because we don't know what lies ahead of us in the future and people can still rewind their memories to the past..
Like a movie that we watch about ourself how we lived!
What we did and how we lived!
A visual reliving our life in split seconds!
But with a detailed milliseconds of our life.
Some are predictable, some could be miraculously beautiful
Some are painful, some are beautiful
Some brings tears of pain, some with tears of happiness
A life once we all lived ages ago!
Rewinding it in the loop of tapes that God had recorded each one's life.......
A never ending thoughts..
In the mind of mine!
©jebinjohny -
DIMENSION
You never know what's on the other side of the parallel dimension and if it's just a dimension that's intersecting with our dimension with life and afterlife.I know it's kinda weird to read but give it a thought.What if there's no parallel universe or dimension but an intersecting universe or dimension with an intersection point of life, death and afterlife. Where we can just see life and death but we're unaware of the presence of afterlife. When there is a glitch the same person who dies, takes birth in the same universe and not the other universe. And sometimes the person with afterlife do have the memories because of the glitch in the parallel universe/dimension.
©shatabdi365 -
sayaliparkar 5w
[Afterlife]
Sometimes a heart /
Looses hope/the
Defeated eyes try/
To make peace with/
The dark night /but
The sun shines through /
The vast blue carpet /of
The sky/it screams like
A happy child /
'If your hope died last night,
This is the afterlife. You
Get a new beginning'
-Sayali Parkar -
"Flowers"
Flowers and wishes can see me off this land,
But the only things to the end shall stand,
Are the love all you have given me and His guiding hand.
©seraiah_writes -
Afterlife
I would be buried with:
The scent of my mothers hair
The weight of my father's touch
The sound of my brother's laughter
The warmth of friendship
Tucked under my neck
From friends who came far
And if I still have his heart
I would have his love
Threading through my hair
©caffeinetears -
Afterlife
I'd like to be buried with the smiles I recieved, the bright flares that shone in my darkness.
I'd like to be buried with the kisses you gave me, the sweet nectar my soul grew stronger with.
I'd like to be buried with the changes I've made, the growth, the laughter, the music, the color of my experience.
I want to be buried with the beauty of art, so I may use it to grow a gorgeous field above me and give back to the world.
©bellemoon99 -
Before birth
I was the tiny little soul wandering in the galaxies
I wandered almost everywhere
The whole universe is serene outside the world
But atlast I came unto the world.
I saw the loveliest couple on earth❤️
I was happily jumping in the air to see them ✨
The sparkles fledged all the way ✨
They were amazing together
They were the most beautiful souls
They had the kindest hearts
And I wanted to be one among them
Because there was so much peace in the universe
But love is only inside this little world
I chose Love ♥ Over Peace ✌️
There was the right time...
I jumped into her womb!
I'm here....
Talking to you
Being the happiest person in the world,
Spreading love and joy,
Living life the fullest -
There is a life afterlife i hope we will choose to live the way we wanted to live this life.
©ashu154 -
_iexist 7w
hey
Daffodil my culture
Jonquil, half tradition
I am still not over expectations
piled in my artery
Neighbour to my lungs
Gasping heavy sighs( dark scares me now)
vowing before your door
Even it's shut or purposely closed
worrying it will break me apart
which I overlook as
I am the trumpet machine
rejoicing missed parts
holding hope until
You agree to be my
Beginning. Middle. End
#afterlife #motivationc #bflowerc
@writersbay
Last line from
"beginning. Middle. End " Song ~ Leah NobelLost Daffodil in
Field of weeds
Searching...
sedate grave
to breathe afterlife
with hidden albums
scripted with love
I will not pass over
Even if it's the end
©_winterkid -
payal_sapiens 7w
Dear Humans,
I am exploited for being a female,
Are you too?
Oh, no! I wasn't born a human,
They say my intelligence is incomparable to theirs!
But i wonder, what they do with that
"level of intelligence "
When they founder to pay respect,
Be it for animals like me or
even of their own kind!
We don't have right over own own bodies,
Let alone the right to live with dignity!
They treat us like an object!
As if not a body but body parts,
Do they objectify you too?
Their ears shut for
our racing heart beats when they drag us to slit our throats,
and the moans of mothers like us whose babies are snatched from us,
Their eyes closed
to see the injustice THEY do,
the agony and pain we suffer,
the tears we shed from the mental torture they put us in
and the environment they keep us in,
where our body drenched in our own shits,
fighting for an inch space to squeeze in,
and the mind that dreams about the world that blossom outside this walls of dark hell!
Their mouths stitched with quotes of their egocentric mind,
shouts "we are the top of the food chain",
As if claiming,
We have the right to own you!!!
Have you felt the same?
The feeling of being owned by others?
Does that happen in your own kind too?
Oh, nooooooo,
But they do feel for us,
Just that their taste buds don't!
for we are too tasty to be alive!
You see, our life weighs way less than their tongue does.
It's perplexing when they say they love us,
when they are literally tearing us apart
with a fork and knife in their hand,
But what they mean by that is
They love only some of us,
Like dogs and cats!
What they mean is that, they are hypocrites,
They only love them
and yet are somehow "animal lovers" in their eyes,
And we weren't born that cute
and thus deserve to be slaughtered
to serve them!
Have you felt that too?
As if you born to serve them?
As if your identity is attached to them?
They even rape us,
artificially inseminate us,
Against our will!
They don't call it giving a birth
But rather producing liabilities,
Cause we are just a business,
We are just about profits and dollars!
Have you been forced against your will as well? By your fellow humans? Been valued your worth in dollars?
They captivate us
and experiment on our minds and bodies,
This trafficking and captivity torments us
More than any form of death would!
Have you felt the same?
The feeling of being captivated and trafficked?
Does that resonate with your own kind too?
If yes, have you been fighting for you?
For your freedom?
Haven't you had enough already?
We may not be equal in your eyes,
But do you feel for us too?
And see the injustice?
Can you voice for us as well when you voice for yours,
for our voice hasn't been heard enough!
And we have grown tired too!
Your fellow
©payal_sapiens
#afterlife
#Internationalwomen'sweek #weallsuffer #animallifematter #oppression
@mirakee @writersbay @mirakeeworld @readwriteunite @writersnetworkDear Humans,
I am exploited for being a female,
Are you too?
©payal_sapiens -
Immortality
Wash me in eulogy
Wrap me in a garment
the white garment of remembrance
Prepare a beautiful coffin
from the wood of the trees
I planted with the stem of my impacts
Use the rope of my ancestry
to perform my final rite
tie me with it
let me hold on to it
Bury what is left of me
In the earth of essence
Let me unite with my ancestors
and resurrect in another form
Let your mouth be full of prayers
That my absence
even though would be missed
should not cause problems
Let your heart be full of gratitude
for the life that I lived
and for those left behind
Do not cry at all
Cause it's only the body that died
I'm still alive
it's all evident in you. -
msushil 7w
Poetry :
Afterlife
An undying fragrance
of poetry
is all I want to be buried with.
Yes,
Oh! My kith and kin,
keep my books
with me,
fragrance of my poetry
wants to replace oxygen.
Yes,
An undying fragrance of poetry
is all I want to be buried with,
I want to romance my poetry,
And
I know our union
Will produce
many a magnum opus
for all the future.
#afterlife
#wodPoetry :
Afterlife
An undying fragrance
of poetry
is all I want to be buried with.
Yes,
Oh! My kith and kin,
keep my books
with me,
fragrance of my poetry
wants to replace oxygen.
Yes,
An undying fragrance of poetry
is all I want to be buried with,
I want to romance my poetry,
And
I know our union
Will produce
many a magnum opus
for all the future.
©msushil -
Afterlife
Bury me with the everlasting memoirs of our entangled life,
coffin inscribed with the poems we wrote,
carrying them to the other side.
©s_a_s_u_k_e -
Bury me
My body
Like our love
Is fading
Dying
Growing old
Do I let go
Or hold on
To what once was?
Holding on is like holding on to a burning book,
The things I loved about it are long gone,
the flames engulfing it burn my skin
Perhaps I should let go-
Bury me 6ft under
with all the memories of what I once loved,
of what once burned so brightly inside my head
Out of sight
Out of mind
Bury me,
like our love
©woods_poetry -
Afterlife..
When I die...
My soul will continue on mission and disturb those who are strong enough to finish out my legacy...
Keeping my purpose alive...
©mrscline16 -
forgotten_cobwebs 7w
#mirakee #writersnetwork #afterlife #wod
Image credit to the rightful ownerBury me with a kiss
Your warmth is all I need
To kindle the embers of afterlife
©forgotten_cobwebs -
taekook_maknae 7w
He is not author of any book ,but he was a songwriter
He suicided, 3-4 years ago....!
From
Your fan
Poetry villa
Mirakee
To
jonghyun
Mausoleum(tomb)
Seoul
I m so bad in letter writing, still I wishes to write one to you ,even there's no mail slot in mausoleum!. I don't know why did u slaughtered yourself.
Whenever i hear your voice and words, it be the cozy blanket,that wrapped me in my disgusted hours..!
I wanna thank you for alltering my time, when the clock ticks 'Melancholy 'o' clock .i'm really sorry that i couldn't do the same for you.
when those depressions devoured, you itself cede your breath to death.
I wonder, does a star fails to discern it's own gleam?
When cool zephyrs of your voice waltz through my ears,i vowed to keep you in my heart ,but after scrutinising it's translation, i discerned that it's actually my heart.
Genuinely you are a star of stage, which has to be buried to reach the sky to shine
Your life continues as comma,with your words , instead of being full stopped.hope you are enjoying there by drinking rainbows.
I didn't mourn when moon dies for sun , but i did, when you had gone.Afterlife is not at all possible, tho i hope you will returns one day, with bouquet of melodies again.
But if you are happy there , i will not let my tear fall for my selfishness!
I still hope,one day the icy hands of death will melts for spring to bloom!
/You are a courageous insurgent who fought against 'Woes' ,in the battlefield of 'Life' and got martyred!
But still armouring many..!/
My dumbness will utter more than my words..for you..!
Looking forward for you..
Sincerely
Your fan!
©taekook_maknae
//i want to be buried in your metaphoric verses ,with pieces of paper and pen and a mail slot!//
#fanletter #fanmail #afterlife #writersbay #ShiNee #jonghyun #lame #temp #highlylame
Do bear with my lame!
Actually posted this yesterday night and deleted for editing !
@writersnetwork thanks alot for the heart❤//i want to be buried in your metaphoric verses ,with pieces of paper and pen and a mail slot!//
©taekook_maknae
Just read 2 lines and loved it...❣