WHEN I DIE...

Matter of life and death :)

Oh lovely li’l birds, i watch thou fly

To and fro across the modest sky

Thy melodious voice, I hear thou sing

When I die, thy visage I shall bring...

 

Beneath the cavern heavens lie the meadow

Where scanty greens scud along with the mildest blow

The freshest scent casts a myriad zest

When I die, shall carry thee in my fortress...

 

The rain shall pour for me it might

The sun will shine for me, it’s bright

But hitherto, I’m uncertain till when

Well, henceforth I’m ready every now and then...

 

When all the clouds met in a crimson sky,

When drops of rain turned grains of cry,

When the grandest light set beneath the hills,

And when vibrants all dimmed as grays and teals...

 

When the clock of life collapsed at dusk,

I’ll begin to surmount o’er the silver rod

If it’s finish, will you ever ever ask

Alrighty then, you’ll be worthy of my nod.

 

Yeah, when I die, oh yeah when I,

To witness thee will never I;

Yeah when I die, oh yeah when I,

To witness thy Kingdom will certainly I!

Reviews

[bluebochee]

Gracie and Claudia, thanks for appreciating! :)

[:)]

I have to go to sleep so I'll have to read this again but I find this beautiful ... :) and absolutly true...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IJfiXhI5Uiw

"When drops of rain turned grains of cry" is my favorite line. i like how your poem just flows off the tongue, it is great