Life after death
Death strikes with its wicked grin,
Deep grief and sorrow it brings,
Flights to heaven then begin,
When our souls fly without wings,
Each saint bears a halo ring,
They reign there as queens and kings,
With Angels near a calm spring.
Contest title: What Happened After
Sponsored by: Nette Onclaud
Date: 18th July, 2025
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
