Life After Death

Approached by Life, when suddenly she held my hand. Stabbed by a cloud that touched the edge of my mind, she looked me in the eyes, and started silently sculpturing the time in my space.

I was sure it was the right moment to ask, and she did.

"Tell me what do you think happens after I vanish."

I felt anxious as I never wanted to lose that moment or even her.

She kept gazing at me, and I wanted to listen to my body in the silence of her gaze.

"when you leave oh Life, you open a space for death. What happens after, will be up to them.

The ones that truly love you will be so sad, when you fly to the other realms.

Then the breath of equality and balance we breathe in.

Whether poor or rich, we meet within.

That point in existence we are all waiting.

At the end titles will be taken

And you'll be packing what you've been making

Justice then will be awaken.

Souls reincarnating

How can the twins, mercy and equity, coexist.

When there is only one life to live?

Surely we will need more,

to learn that we have been all mistaken.

Artist Luis Toledo Laprisamata

Life detached her hand out of mine, and I started shaking.

At that moment I wanted to break that time, and build that memory from the left pieces of its creation.

She took her space with her and left

She took her time with her and left

But It was never the end..

I gathered a chain of river out of my verses, and placed it around her neck

A sign of flattery

We all get molded by her curses, a self pottery..

And then a voice echoed deep from my inner realm:

"Trust life when it becomes so watery,

oh the people of my poetry.."

Written By Hassan Ismail