White when we are gone ,
I know,
the crowd won't go alone
but,
Someone will remember us, search for our name,
where will we be? Forgotten in flames.
Our stories will weep after we're gone,
Some tears will accompany us alone.
The tales of our pain will be unfold,
Our memories will gather us young and old.
"After us, our smiles remain,
Some eyes will die for that, in pain.
Someone will recall our love, our laughter free,
Our dreams that once danced wild and carefree.
Our memories will warm the hearts of stone,
Our names etched in time, forever known.
Our songs will whisper secrets untold,
Tears for us will fall like autumn's cold.
The stories of our hearts will be shared,
Our memories will forever be spared."
"When we're gone, our tales will unfold,
Eyes will seek us, but we'll be lost in time's hold.
What fate awaits when we're no more?
This world, too, will fade like fleeting shore.
Our memories will linger, a ghostly refrain,
Echoes of love, laughter, and joyous pain.
Our names etched in time, a legacy remains,
A bittersweet reminder of life's fleeting stains.
Our songs will whisper secrets of the heart,
Tears will fall like fall's leaves, a sorrowful start.
Our stories will live on, a testament to our past,
A nostalgic glance at love that will forever last."
"After us, our hopes will be told,
Eyes will search, but our footsteps will grow cold.
When we're gone, what will always remain?
This world will move on, leaving love and pain.
Still our memories will warm some hearts of stone,
Our creams and laughter will forever be hard and seen.
Our names will shine like stars in the night,
Guiding lights on life's journey, as the least way of delight.
©BP Bagh
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