When I m no longer there..
then sun will rise and flowers will bloom
the eyes will cry and souls will gloom
those who cry...touch not my grave.!
it is for smiles that might crave! !
Even when I m no longer there...
don't bring flowers, don't say prayers,
hold a hand and wipe a tear,
and I might smile then and there
Even when I m no longer there............
- Rosy
I love the way we meet each other.. I love the way we give name to each other.. Laddu.
I love the way we meet each other.. I love the way we give name to each other.. Laddu.
I love the way we meet each other.. I love the way we give name to each other.. Laddu.
A sublime start with a nice poem, Rosy. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.
beyond life glimmering aurora awaits blinded by brain dead motionless but breathing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
If only we could rise from our graves to comfort our love ones who mourn! A 10.