Tribute To Forest Lawns Poem by Umasree Raghunath

Friends who knew me, know me well for one thing
That I adore one place as the most peaceful place on earth
May be to the fact that I realized when I was very young
That death is the only final destination to every one

As the ages would slip by and time would come by
I would remember being there in the lawns of Forest Lawn

The most admiring world's final burial place
Millions of years from now, mankind will look here for answers
Of the glorious past and of the renowned people
Who lived their lives than larger that could contain!

The glory of the Hollywood, the mystery of celebrities
The privacy that was ever betrayed and the calamities

With the mighty mountains standing afar and tall
And the crypts silently smiling on the adored walls
The mystic sculptures that would cherish underneath
With no differences of the world's ever best and rest

Wonderful habitations for the dead in the silence
To the amazing world's best peaceful monuments

As the rich patrons of art and splendor
Featureless ruins of the great film scenes
Amazingly stewed among the ruins of rocks
The stories of loads of long lived legends and stars

There is life in the monuments of all dead
And cherishing beauty amidst the silence of sorrow

As you walk across the fading hundreds of bronze plates
Trying to read the names of those who decided to forever stay
There in midst of the birds creeping songs and silence
And the trees that shower the required breeze

Fail you would if you think cemetery is a place of hopelessness
For in there at Forest Lawns, you would find life in every tomb

Leonardo, Michelangelo come alive in the white marbles around
Gardens and terraces that sing the melodies of the lives
Beneath the marbles of its floors, you will find the honored souls
Whose lives that the Nation cherishes and adores

The Tower of legends and the silent Holly terrace
That houses MJ's mortal remains to stay in peace

As the anthropological puzzle unwinds amidst the green
Commercial but unique in its grandeur and grace
Architecture ingenuity to enliven the spirits
Keeping the traditions and human emotions in tact

For the body is made of nothing but flesh and blood
But the beauty of life remains in the memories and deeds


As Dr. Eaton said, I believe in happy Eternal Life
For in the life that was lived with grace and charm
Have to be better cherished than mourned
Reliving the spirit of the souls of those who leave behind

When the earth's last pictures would be painted
For sure, Forest lawn would be a crown of it….