though you were dead
the words keep flying in mind
like feathers blowing in the wind
freely dancing in the air
though you were dead
the stanzas still beautifully lilting
like the rhythm of water flowing
fill the cavity of empty soul
even though you were dead
you are still alive and
always be warm
in your poetry
***
– mei –
m e i r o 
beautiful imagary and words, and somehow your memories reaches others in a very special way.
Thank you so much….glad you like it.
Wah, kalo ini namanya “Gajah mati meninggalkan gading, manusia mati meninggalkan puisi”. Btw fotonya bagus2 banget mbak 🙂
Oh iya …. harimau mati meninggalkan belang, sungguh aku baru ingat peribahasa itu…Pasti dapat gambar bagus kok mbak asal rajin browsing.
Terima kasih banyak mbak Ika.
Stay blessed,
mei
A beautiful poem. It is memories that make life immortal.
Best wishes!
It is my friend.
xoxo,
mei
Mei, i am blown away by the elegance of your words and the image you chose to embrace them. You always illuminate my heart…thanks for that pure blessing!
Love to hear from you, Wendell.
xoxo,
mei
Memory is real and full of life. A gracious poem and graceful photograph. Thanks for more lovlies. 🙂
The magic of memory.
Many thanks Jamie.
Hugs,
mei
Beautiful Mei…..
written words hold the magick of memories
running your fingers over them as if to
touch once again what was….
we treasure….
)0(
Blessed Be
maryrose
Back to memories is something that brings warmth.
Much love,
mei