The Funeral Poem by Amartya Kalapahar
The Funeral
He’s now gone forever,
With his memories scattered wherever,
Seemed flowing down the river,
Along the valley of unknown
Where the hopes were thrown.
There arrived the people
There the bells tolled,
Among the sorrowing crowd
Below the dark cloud,
Laid his corpse in the shroud,
The wind shattering the trees
The mournful song in the breeze,
The last dropp of tears
After the holly prayers
And his last breathe of air,
Seemed roaming around the despair
Without the fear of loosing
Without the expectation of gaining
There rested his soul
Where no one’s there to stroll
The spark of eternal pain
At last ended with the drops of rain.
It is a very scenario you pictured here in this well penned and realistic write! This is a heart touching write that really moved me, since my mother died 3 years ago and my father also passed away last July 15 and to make matter even sadder, I just got the news that an uncle died the 15th of this month! But we must find the strength in the Mighty One above and keep moving on! Some go first and we then follow! An impressive and thought provoking write! 10+++ Keep it up! Love and Peace for always! Romeo from New York City...
hey.....i dunno wot to say.>! i feel sorry for it......and as a poem, it flows just lyk tht...good one..! ~! ...pls check ma poems too and comment on them....help me improve....tc.!
this poem has a lot of soul and pain but most of all it has heart through a differcal time
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/10/2024 9:25:06 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Very gud........i like it