Don’t remember me when I die,
When my smile is ashes whirling in the sea,
When my arms can hold nothing but dirt,
Just be here when you are with me
Don’t write an obituary when I’m gone,
Or cry tears about what should have been said,
Hold me close or make me laugh now,
Don’t wait until I’m dead
Why is it that people wait until someone is gone,
To tell them how they feel,
To shriek into the wind about how life is unfair,
Rather than speak now when it’s real
So please don’t remember me when I die,
Don’t think I want more than a last goodbye,
Don’t think I can hear you from wherever I may be,
Just be here now, when I’m here, with me.
‘This blog post is part of the blog challenge ‘Blogaberry Dazzle’ hosted by Cindy D’Silva and Noor Anand Chawla.
So true. We wish for people to be with us while we are alive, not come to see us when we reach our graves. Lovely poem!
Sad but true, only after ones gone we realize what we have been missing
I was in tears while reading it. Beautiful poem.
Why is it that people remember when they are gone …loved the this line . beautifully written.
People write or speak so much about that person when he died. In reality they don’t have a time to say Hi'” Beautiful write up.
Beautifully written. Appreciate the person when they are with you than when they are gone. Why lose precious time.
If only we could be this way always. Sometimes we realize a person’s value after they are gone. Especially elders yearn for our attention and chat.
A fact of life, Meetali. Such hard-hitting words. Celebrate them now instead of living in regret when the loved one has passed. All those “I wish I had…” would amount to nothing.
Beautiful Meetali… its like you spoke my heart… just the way I feel… really loved it❤
Such a sad truth about life. People are mostly valued when they are gone. Aptly said.
Your post resonates with my feelings totally. People start missing and remembering you when u r gone.Life is short and we all have to love laugh and live life fully.
Beautifully written. One should never take what they have for granted.
Very true! People realise your worth only after you are dead. Why not love the living instead of loveing the dead.
Me too… unable to understand that why people can’t express what they want to say…why to keep in your heart…how would I know your love, anger or whatever you feel for me. Tell me now…do not cry after I go… don’t miss me after I go.. …so nicely written
Absolutely love the thoughts penned here..so painful to read this though
Touching! The poem so eloquently depicts the importance of realising one’s worth before they are gone. Somethings and people never return.
Beautiful! You said right- Remember and tell me when I am alive and not when leave this world.
What beautiful Poem
“Just be here now, when I’m here, with me.” such strong words and these are yet so true. Be present when we are here 🙂
The last line is the most beautiful thing I have ever read. You’re unimaginably gifted and amazing.
Thanks <3 Change the picture, it shows me 😛
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Everything ok? I know sometimes poems are just a form of creative writing but often they hide real feelings! Very nicely-written…
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