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Aufie Zophy

Freshman - 1,196 Points (18 October 1964)

Y/ Dead or alive


A hundred years from now, I will be dead
And of all my body, including my head
Nothing will be left, except just,
Perhaps a very small pile of dust.

But somewhere deep inside the hope is there
That some of my thoughts, some of my care
some of my spirit, some of my inspiration
will still be alive, moving a new generation

A hundred years from now, also you,
You will be dead like me, too
I hope that also your spirit lives on
In many generations to come

A hundred years away,
We’ll be dead, yes, you and me
but our kindnesses of today
will be still alive, they’ll still be.

Submitted: Thursday, May 02, 2013
Edited: Friday, May 03, 2013

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

This one, I wrote a few weeks ago.
I thought then it was too eerie to post it.
Reading it back today, it felt a bit less spooky.
Just how I felt few weeks ago.

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  • Rookie - 657 Points Unwritten Soul (5/11/2013 8:04:00 AM)

    Maybe a second after or few days after my soul wont belong to this body
    I maybe will not have to wait thousand years to be a dust
    if you see my my body we know it will gone, a must
    and if you can see my soul, no you cant see still
    dead or alive, if my soul living in your heart
    it will keep survive, i will survive
    so then i will give away my love
    my thoughts and my all
    for you
    so i do alive in anyone
    even a second later
    of thousand years sooner
    life will meet it continuity after
    and love will always heal emptiness
    Just like moving river, my dear_Soul (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 10,010 Points Valsa George (5/5/2013 10:43:00 PM)

    Yes, we may not be able to turn the course of the world. Yet we can influence people through our words and deeds in our own little way! After a hundred years, if at all we are remembered, let it be through our good words and deeds! ! A beautiful write Aufie! ! (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 1,532 Points Valerie Dohren (5/4/2013 3:19:00 PM)

    We all leave our mark, no matter how small - what is important is that it is beneficial and not detrimental to mankind. Very good write Aufie. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 71 Points Yasmeen Khan (5/4/2013 1:16:00 PM)

    A desire for eternity through deeds is sacred one. It's a lovely poem penned passionately. The rhyme scheme adds to its flow and simplicity. Our care and thoughts for humanity defeat Time, it's true. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 271 Points Captain Cur (5/4/2013 12:16:00 PM)

    We are remembered by others by our words and deeds.
    Our spirit ages with experience, death and rebirth.
    Good writte. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 107 Points David Wood (5/2/2013 11:00:00 AM)

    In 100 years time I hope people will still be reading your lovely poems. This one is not spooky but fact. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 138 Points Spiritual Seeker (5/2/2013 9:41:00 AM)

    The pen is mightier than the sword..
    Wise words will stay..twinkling beautifully,
    like stars in a clear night sky,
    a guidance for all who seek them.
    Let each soul add a star to this sky...
    For I notice..still so much emptiness up there,
    Together we do, before we die.

    SS (Report) Reply

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