Departure…
A poem (anything that fades, it is disappearance happening with new arrival and departure, together)
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1 min readAug 27, 2020
It’s over the flame or buried in the earth
It’s the hope born of faith, Leaving miseries in depth.
With every breath breathed.
Flowers over the surface, Chantings in the air
Eulogies prepared, To say goodbyes, and
The eternal void left behind.
Colors are changing, Beliefs are turning.
It’s all dwindling, Covering each other,
Into blurred memories.
It’s ephemeral journey ending down.
Leaving no trace of impression
It’s softening over the flames.
Changing To the matter,
Like nothing existed.
