Felix Emeka George


Immortality - Poem by Felix Emeka George

I'm afraid when am gone
I will also be forgotten
And all my work,
in my walk through life;
Without a son to bear my name.
A daughter to mourn in dirge.
I will be forgotten when am gone?

I ask you remember me, an ink bleeder.
Like the people of old before me
Let my name become
'a name'
And my grave,
a pilgrimage of many.
Let them remember
to come with lovely flowers
In order to keep my memories anew and awonder.

There then my memory
remains,
Never erased.
Because in the mind of many who read my poem
I remain here,
Never forgotten like ink bleeders before me


Copyright © Felix Emeka George | 4 June 2017

Topic(s) of this poem: sad


Comments about Immortality by Felix Emeka George

  • Rajnish MangaRajnish Manga (6/25/2017 5:58:00 AM)

    In this simple poem the subject of immortality has been taken up and treated beautifully. A man's apprehensions also come under focus. Thanks a lot. (Report)Reply

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  • Michael HopkinsMichael Hopkins (6/25/2017 4:58:00 AM)

    You will not be forgotten. All is written in the book and life and imprinted in the human memory. Nice poem (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, June 25, 2017



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