Nothing

In death

people don’t disappear

they brighten up and write poems

on the other side of the sky

wait for you to decipher

their lines.

They bury the flowers

you planted and eat your leftover soup

even if living with the dead was hard

their life in your hands

is as comparable

as empty hands and brick walls.

5 comments

  1. my valiant soul · April 29, 2018

    This is lovely.

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  2. vishalbheeroo · April 30, 2018

    Flawless Chrissy! Beauty of words and perfectly soulful…on death

    people don’t disappear

    they brighten up and write poems

    on the other side of the sky

    How beautiful!

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    • Chrissy · April 30, 2018

      Thank you my dear friend! I love when you visit. I have been so busy, hardly any time to blog. HOpe you are well!

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  3. Livinia Ren · June 1, 2018

    Really enjoyed your post

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  4. mistermaxxx08 · October 24, 2018

    Another reincarnation and very powerful,after world, uplifting way of never leaving the soul, ☮️

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