Empty Chairs Poem by Adiela Akoo
Empty Chairs
I'm sitting at the table
across empty chairs
thinking of the ones
who once sat there
laughter echoes through the air
conversations connections
then slowly disappear
and I'm left
sitting at the table
staring at empty chairs
missing the ones
who once sat there
Life and death! ! Left alone. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Nice one. Those who have moved us and have moved on, sadly will leave the living feeling empty... but death is only a door to another room... namaste.
I do believe that too, that death is the beginning of a new adventure Namaste
I'm sitting at the table across empty chairs thinking of the ones who once sat there - - - - - - - - - - - - staring at empty chairs missing the ones who once sat there- - - - -A touching write about the dear ones who were so part of our life but have left us now with fond memories to fill the gap.
Yes, their memories live on forever in our hearts. Thank you, Bharati.
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/23/2024 8:58:54 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A touching poem, dear Ma’am Adiela...10+++ Please read my new poem DIVINE INDIVIDUAL. Thanks🙏🙏👌😊
Thank you. I have read Divine Individual and am deeply touched by your tribute for my birthday.. Thank you so very much for your kind gesture.