After Life Poems - Poems about After Life

If I see you in heaven, will you still be eleven? Or will you have grown into a man ~ dark, handsome, and tall? And when we converse, will you be able to expound on the universe? Or will your thinking still be eleven years small? ...

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Reincarnation why we still don't believe after so many lives lived...!...

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When the stars scatter in silence above, And the winds sing through the slumbering trees, I will slip through the shadowed grove, In the quiet world that brings me peace. No longing binds, no tear nor sigh, For life has shed its heavy chain, I am a ghost of breathless sky, Wandering through fields after rain. There is no fear, no pain to...

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What’s left behind is the fragrance of the lilac Crushed between forlorn fingers Petals held in contorted hands Once lust rendered dust the terrain shall cover Fierceness is abandoned forgiveness is given To whom does this come, whom shall it deem As father time allots and consumes Pro tem I am, pro tem I am an irrepressibly creative force Manifesting myself by...

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Is the after life heaven Is the after life hell Is the after life decomposing as the worms eat their fill Is the after life reincarnation as someone or something new Is the after life what you believe it to be as that what happens to you ...

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In the end, what is there to be, but alone? To recognize at last and say goodbye To all those things that were not I; To join the others who wait eternal For another touch of another breath that is life; The passage that returns and returns, As we start alone, and end alone, And in between have those great and grand...

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When You Die, Your Mom Drops By, by Davieo, David Rothchild When you die Your Mom drops by To say hello again Pour love into your soul like the rain When you die Your Mom drops by Like a birdie Away happily you'l fly When you die You can see All around easy'n free Under a bright warm loving sky When you die All pain is gone Relieved you'll sigh Wondering...

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"From deep within my heart I always catch the scent of my Beloved. How can I help but follow that fragrance?" By Rumi https://spiritualgal.files.wordpress.com/2017/09/img_9903.png?w=293 AFTER LIFE Her scent! Her scent! The best of life! I watch her move - the smile, the curves. Sixty-one years she’d been my wife. The light projects - my mind observes. Perfume, present, in our sweet home. Doesn’t...

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Beautiful canvas beautiful skin arrested smiles burgeoning love seeping into me oh, come on, karma talk like a french lover: "La vie est une fleur dont l'amour est le miel." | Life is a flower of which love is the honey and it is making me feel ill and cloudy. | Is this what we lovers get? Is this what lonely hearts...

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Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, body form returns to earth’s crust, whilst soul eternal, yet lives on, soon in another realm reborn, until each desire’s relinquished and all ego spawned fears vanquished. 05-May-2022...

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Life is a surrealistic ship commanded by divine pilots that transports us frame by frame to a strange planet which is called timeless, where are we going to live as if born -again., to accomplish the mission started here, without us knowing how......

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When Life ends does it end ...

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Earth life a hard school, we need to get through It is a springboard for our soul’s ascent Spoilt for choice, our heart’s dark desires pursue Heeding not conscience, to grant love consent Head-heart discord, plunges our soul in fear We are lost in this world of illusion Though wheel of time snatches all we hold dear We accept not...

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Mother nature’s trees shudder in the breeze, Clothed in ashened sky,bearing angry eye. The winds conversation with birds to flock, Branches of two trees interlock. Angry eye is sporting black, The fight for supremacy notoriously back. Rabbits and squirrels retreat with their fear, As an audience of trees lean as they peer. Returning bird to referee, The elderly tree resumes paying his fee. His younger...

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in the chill of morning air a presence surreal yet tangible its silence a fulfilled longing as the sun begins to rise life in all its glory revealed within a grander plan still the cynic caterpillar refuses to believe Published in my 24-page photo/anthology book ~WHAT IF THIS IS ALL THERE IS~ 2023 AP: 3rd place 2021 Posted on August 27, 2021...

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