Maria Kyriacou Poet Rhyme

Graveyard and Forever Onwards

a  graveyard is a home for some,
only few regularly come,
and keep their eternal devotion to that one,
others may collapse from grief and away run,

I know deep inside they fear the graveyard,
But is visiting the dead that hard?
they can't help but avoid their relatives' death bed,
they gulp the grief instead,
and that emotion is left for them to shred,
but why fear what's dead?
for them it's the only way to carry on,
their people  haunt them even after they've gone,

after the dead mans' last word is said,
and their last drop of blood is bled,
and it's now clear that the dead can only stay dead,
all that's left of the life they lived, is the memory in the people left behind,
their life cannot be forgotten, but don't visit to seem kind,
but to think back to your days with them and thank and love them for all you've passed,
in you there's still part of them, as there'll always be, as will grief which will not pass fast,

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