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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Sometimes we thought of life after life on earth...
Here is a little light to the subject about my life after death....... I'll hope you would enjoy it.......


It was the time when I breathe my last,

While taken to be cremated , I could see my past,

Then slowly my soul rose above the mast,

I was in a hurry but the things weren't going fast,

Then I reached at the Zenith where a person I met,

He was standing there with the reports of my test,

He said while I was trying to give my best,

This is the result of my doings I've Got,

And happily for me, I passed,

He showed me the way to Heaven to where all the way I danced,

Reaching the land of fantasy I could hardly found any soul,

Obviously 'cause everyone on earth is growing foul,

Yet I found some company but I wasn't talking to any,

I was so engulfed in the beauty & so were many,

My soul couldn't believe what it was seeing,

Far more amazing than anything I've ever seen,

Now I lay here on a Cozy bed made of clouds,

It's so peaceful here , no violence no shouts,

You all must be living at the edge of knife,

best of luck for your way to Afterlife......

Submitted: April 22, 2012

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I like this a lot.

Sun, August 4th, 2013 12:20am

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