Reflections

Thoughts about death

A space for thoughts that cry bitterly for their dead. May God keep the separation of your loved ones away from us and from you.

When you are certain that one day an unhappy soul will not return here

add another addition full of misery

You will never experience another mourning filled with crying.

Move the body of these letters wherever you want!

To an uprising on “balconies” or disappearance in “trash”!

Or leave it in the place of the other letters.

She drives her day after day into exile “where you do not remember”

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When absence takes me away from attention

Shout to fill the vast space

To the voice: [She will not come back]!

When I die

Some letters remain stamped with my name

No one dares to speak there after the conversation of death!

Some words, like “crows cawing,” remain scary.

And some words have no sound!!

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When I die

Loved ones' letters remain wrapped, waiting for me

She was charged with a trust that she did not fulfill!

Black and white intentions remain

Like clouds suspended between the earth and the sky!

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When I die one day

Remember me soul, I wrote pain to the point of “death”

So she died

About a lifetime approaching nostalgia!

One day when I die, come and say goodbye to me here.

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And remember her...that soul that bid you farewell before her departure.

To spite death, which snatches them without farewell!

Be sad for me a little

I will collect pearls from your eyes

I hang it on my chest

And I take it up before my Lord to speak

Raise these your martyrs in your land as

You honored me with their love, honored me with your mercy!

My Lord, these are my beloved ones

Just as you purified their hearts, so purify me from my sins!

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When my soul ascends to heaven

Throw away your roses and leave with more than enough tolerance

“Maybe she will finally smile because she has met the people she was crying over!”

Maybe she only knows how to cry

So she will cry because she lost the people she was meeting!

maybe …"

The possibilities depend on the word “memory”!

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When I die one day

I will wish to come back to erase all my sins

All my songs.. all my letters!

I will wish I could go back to my mother's body

A chew or less than that!

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When I die one day, notify me of even a will:

[They washed me with my mother’s tears... and her tenderness shrouded me

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Be good to me on the back of her mouth Thursday and Monday

Then bury me in the birthplace of my soul - her heart.

- Where I was once found..!]

If not, then she is crying over me, so throw my body out in the open!

Nothing even deserves death!

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