Whatever

Whatever they say of happiness

Pain, and we are defined by pain alone

In the sweetness of life, in the finality of death

It becomes us even when we are born

And whatever they say of life

It’s death that’s forever our friend

For while our lives ultimately desert us

Death in the end, always makes amends

And whatever they say of love

It’s in bereavement that our soul shines

The tears that drop are the elixirs of life

That defines our lives, yours and mine

And so whatever they say of you my friend

I’ll cherish the memories of our times together

And should it be that our lifetimes end

The scent of our lives will linger forever

Reviews

[The Refined Poet]

this is exquisite. the sentiments come through clearly provoking reflective thoughts.