Unceasing Memory #day 2
Its never cease to fade away;
Years over years had passed.
It still seems like yesterday,
I tried to forget the past;
Only to dine and wine in sorrow,
After you had joined your ancestor.
All I could do was trading in daily sorrow;
And only hoped you met Him in his honour
By chance, death might brag in his stings
It is only temporal, for as long as eye can see
And mouth can sing
And thus, this give life to thee
You left the world in sorrow
But you never left us in sorrow
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I like the message of this poem on how someone can be remembered and thus death has no right to brag.