The Immortality Of Our Soul Poem by Gerry Legister

If you feel you want to cry
For a person when they die,
Let your tears be a reminder
of that immortal soul, forever.
The rhetoric of happiness,
Has become iconic and measureless.
Loved ones will be in heaven content
There will be no need to weep and lament.
When we are awakening with uplifted joy
We'll see stars making circles in the sky.
In time, the loss will ease me of my pain
The sparkled robbed and given birth
To all the ugliest kind of painful hurt.
Life renew the immortality of our soul,
To find a final resting place in this world.
We leave the tiring faith of companion,
And the reality of thinking left in oblivion.
Strip bare of thoughts, darkness has no end,
Misery despises the meaning of a friend.
There is a hush, where stars are stationed.
By inherent void of all people remained.
Upon a brink of silence deemed a depth,
Paused in sleep, where angels heap.