A Poem About Death ” Still There”
Explore a poem about death “Still There”. This poem is explaining the death’s working that continuous day and night. Time passed away and man dies. His memories takes place but the trading in the world remains continue. Seasons comes and goes, everything is in same process, but the man doesn’t come back. Let’s dive into poem.Reflections on Life and Death
Still There
Moments have gone away Memories have long stay, Sun rises and sets on the time, Color is same but another coat of lime, Brings some changes and chill somewhere. But the old fingerprints still are there.
I heard that time is the best balm, After storm there is complete calm, I tested every saying, some were true, Others mere rumors of an unaware few, Time soothes the mind tired but till to clear, Some scars of past still are there.
Finding hope, through a rope, Near to finding escape, falling by slope, In love, hope is a brightening light, So, I hold it, when all vanished from sight, Stood alone on steep path with fear, fewer, Waiting for an honor, I’m still there.
By Listening tales, if remember someone__it’s you, Laughter that echoes, is just clue, Departure of one seems disastrous, Living impossible, but it’s marvelous That the morning comes with chirps thrill clear, That means life still is there.
Spring comes and autumn goes, Rain falls and everything glows, Trades of the world remain continue, Human dies and replace some new. Death is on working, never stops to kill here, But our disputes same still are there.
