from nothing she came, to nothing she returned.
for there has never been two ways about Dead.
but the legacy she left, remains.
pages kissed by the age of her life,
threatening to spill over with words
wrenched gracefully, painfully from her heart,
lives hungry for release through
powerful fables that expounded souls, dark and light.
and among those stories, those lines, those words, she walked forever.
Pages kissed by the age of life..
ReplyDeleteSupremely amazing line! *_*
Thanks,love :)
Deletehow true and beautiful
ReplyDeleteGlad you like it :)
Delete" has never been two ways about Dead"... like this line!
ReplyDeleteThanks for dropping by! :)
DeleteVery nice.....
ReplyDeleteThanks :)
DeleteEnjoyed this one to bits.. All the lines speak of a forgotten beauty who lives on without the need for acknowledgement!
ReplyDeleteThank you K! :)
DeleteBeautifully expressed! I loved this :)
ReplyDeleteThanks Reems! :)
DeleteHow we all wish that of our own writing.
ReplyDeleteTrue that, very very true..
DeleteHeartwrenchingly true. Even of the writers who live today :) Beautiful!
ReplyDeleteI know right :) We can only hope..
DeleteBeautiful, beautiful and more beautiful.
ReplyDeleteThanks love :)
DeleteOur words, our lines are our legacy. And while we fade to dust we are eternal in our words.
ReplyDeletePrecisely :)
Delete"for there has never been two ways about Dead" - well, unless you are a Hindu I suppose and then Death is a four-lane interchange, no tolls. Well, not many, I vouch.
ReplyDeleteHaha :) Not many? Not at all, I think :D
DeleteIt is true we enter with as much as we exit..what counts perhaps are the words in-between...they can provide life with many riches...and the photo is stunning too
ReplyDeleteThank you Jae :) I like how the picture makes my words come alive!
Deletehow beautiful are your verses!! deep and touching.
ReplyDeleteThaaaank you Raajiii :)
DeleteThat's beautifully penned.
ReplyDeleteThank you Madame :)
DeleteI wonder, if I were to have an epitaph, would it read, "Born to write, dead without writing" :P
ReplyDelete:/ why? Eight years of writing the loveliest poems and "without" writing?
DeleteOH I absolutely LOVE this!! WOW
ReplyDeleteEee so glad you like it! :) Thanks for dropping by!
DeleteBeautiful job! She shall live on in her writing!
ReplyDeleteI love your penname! :) So pretty!
DeleteShe definitely will..
You, my friend, are indeed a 'writer'.
ReplyDeleteToo huge a compliment, but thank you so much Anon :)
DeleteStrikes a chord.. beautifully written :)
ReplyDeletewonderful...heartfelt. The pic really send it home
ReplyDeletePages kissed by the age of her life... ohhh, I love that line!! What a beautiful expression.
ReplyDeleteI love the idea of writing rendering us immortal... this expresses it so well. Thank you for sharing.
So beautiful and painful too :)
ReplyDeleteIsn't this all that there is to life. To leave a legacy in spilled words, stories - the deepest human experiences for us.
Astoundingly brilliant words!
ReplyDeleteWOW! Your writing is beautiful. Wow!
ReplyDeleteWith Love,
Anna || Curly Scribbles