When the time comes that I vanish,
Remember me when I am gone.
When my footprints fade away
To the land beyond the sun.
Promise to always love me
So when I go, I’m not leaving at all.
Promise you’ll walk endless faithfulness
Even when your grief has cooled and palled.
Oh, love has a nice way of killing,
A lovely way – don’t you think?
You fall into a well of black honey
And into a faded realm you sink.
It’s funny Death visits all of us,
Though we never visit him.
When he comes for me, be certain to remember
All that I am, all that I've been.
So when the time comes that I vanish,
I won’t really be gone.
I’ll just be there waiting for you,
In the land beyond the sun.
a good expression of thoughts, a poem in a beautiful rhythm.. :)
Too sad for your age but beautifully sad, so inspired, goes right to the heart.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wow a fantastic imaginative invocation to the love of yor life. Likd the take on honey too. Pls do review my latest poem too.