If there isn't a tomorrow.

 

When I die...

 

Call out
my name

 

for I will

hear you

 

all the

same

 

As the wind

blows

 

So low and

sweet

 

Through

the field

 

is where

we'll meet

 

So whisper

my name

 

I will return

 

My life

is gone

 

My soul

rebirthed.

 

 

When I die...

 

Don't cry for me

 

For I am here

 

I did not leave.

 

Reviews

[Tate Morgan]

A beautiful thought

[M.Kilani]

wonderful ending !! I'm getting hocked up on your poetry !!
well done dear

[Sasha]

I love this poem!
Nice rhyme scheme. :D

[FlawedByDesign]

Interesting format, but be careful of breaking up like this. Each break calls for a pause, but that doesn't seem to be your intention. Such pauses tend to break any kind of flow you were hoping to achieve.
Otherwise, it's a nice little whisper in the wind, so to speak. Something the "re-birthed soul" would sing in the wind.

[Young Mountain]

You continue to deliver poignant beautiful work.

Thanks for sharing this one

[Poetry Girl]

This is a good poem and i think it represent how when people die you think that they're gone but really they're still with you and they'll always be with you. am i right or wrong? either way, its a good poem and i liked it a lot. i think im going to favorite it. thanks for sharing such great work

[al25]

Great setup makes the poem easy on the eye. Anyway very well written. like someone mentioned below could easily be a great song.

[R.C.A.]

I really like your poem. The line break is really cool. Its almost a new form of poetry. If you made it longer it would be an awesome song.

[Cynthia]

That's nice!
Actually, if it's me, I won't read this kind of topic, but your poem is great!

[Miss Coral]

This is beautiful. Very simple, and broken up, but it works quite well. It reminds of me of a piece I wrote (which isn't nearly as good). :)
Nice write.