Simple poetry.

1000 yrs. later,
when I shall see the world from above,
you might be a common man or,
a superstar, or a politician,
on your next reincarnation.
Do not know, where I shall stand,
crossing a decade or a millenium,
or what decision He might take,
after my Doom’s Day game.

Will He still relate you with me?
as my lover, or a brother,
as my child, or a father,
as my foe, or a friend.
For wherever I shall be,
you’ll always remain at my sight,
whether you’re away or with me,
I shall always be your guiding light.

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Comments (9)
  • albert1jemi on Dec 15, 2009

    superb poem i loved it. no one knows what we are where we are and how we are after 1000 years

  • Stan Wilson on Dec 15, 2009

    very well written

  • AlmaG on Dec 15, 2009

    Wow! fantastic poem :)

  • M Dalton on Dec 15, 2009

    how sweet

  • Authoress Terry E. Lyle on Dec 15, 2009

    Nice one…guardian angel.

  • mkd1788 on Dec 16, 2009

    haa…haa…great imagination…great post

  • speckledlily on Dec 16, 2009

    Good post!

  • Goodselfme on Dec 16, 2009

    This is very interesting.

  • LOVELYHONEY on Dec 17, 2009

    You intend meeting me
    1000 years later?
    You know they discovered
    Another planet
    40 light years away
    We could perhaps meet then
    Some day

    If you want to meet me now
    Come over some how
    But sorry we can’t
    Meet on this earth now
    As I am anonymous oh wow!

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