Guardian AngelsA Poem by Abhishek RamR.I.P. the many who watch over usThere are two stages to existence, One that may be fleeting, and one that is omnipresent, Both can cause pain beyond what anything else could dispense, What you and I refer to as life and death, Death, it seems to come to everyone, Stars - both music and astral, such Elvis Presley or any sun, It comes to you when your time is done, But things aren't always as they seem... Death ends a life but maybe life continues even after, Essence in the air we breath may be our loved ones, Watching us, walking with us for protection, Our guardians angels whom with God they confer, Earning their eternal place in Heaven, keeping us alive, While we think of their existence, we are deprived, Isn't it a cold thing, not knowing the truth of the afterlife? Unable to find a parent, a grandparent, a husband or wife?
Watching us at every turn, willing us ahead, From the moment we wake up till we go to bed? But maybe just as well, it's good not to know, It may delete or even add to our sorrow, We all miss loved ones, I do too, Sirs and ma'ams, things have changed without you, People now carry the burden of grief in their heart, Its yet another burden that they cart, We all solely wish to inform you, that you are very much missed, We remember fondly the moments when we saw your life exist, We hope to see on the other side, when our times may arrive, When things end and we are no longer alive.© 2015 Abhishek RamFeatured Review
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StatsAuthorAbhishek RamNorth Attleboro, MAAboutGod gives His hardest fights to His strongest soldiers, so don't ever give up Poet trying to make something of himself Appreciative of comments and criticisms Email: [email protected] more..Writing
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