Mohamad Rasoul Mohamadi
Saturday, July 17, 2010


i don't know where, and i don't know when
but i know that it, will one day happen

today tomorrow, or a hundred years
later when i die, who will shed the tears?

who'll ever cry on my tombstone?
who'll remember me in my tightest home?

who's agree with this that i'm a good guy
while i've cheated and, i've told people lie

who'll miss me and feel, at my death sorrow?
i'll be remembered just by tomorrow

will i burn in hell? or i'll rest in peace?
my big question, can not answer this...

Mohamad Rasoul Mohamadi
Alex Fischer 04 August 2010
Like the way you present death like this. Also the thought put into it adds that extra 'umph' as I like to call it, to add that grabbing effect that catches the readers attention and gets them thinking.
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Chris Jibero 21 July 2010
Well presented poem.Live well now for it the duty of the living to bury the dead and say whatever they like of him.Nobody will stop that.You may as well read my 'Forever'.
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your poem reflects your maturity. shan marks10
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Malaya Roses 18 July 2010
selfrealization is the most important in human journey. Kindness and compassion will guide us to reach what is good destination and avoid destructive decision. simple yet Good.
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