Blue Raindrops (Poetry Collection)

If by Tomorrow I am Gone

Have you ever had thoughts about death? What did you think off?

If by tomorrow I am gone,

what would you do my dear?

Would you sulk away in a corner,

and weep away with bloody tears?

Or would you rather smile

And spite your memories of me

and choose to desecrate

My self-proclaimed sanctity?

If tomorrow I don't wake up,

what would you do my dear?

Would you succumb to loneliness,

or stare at me with fear?

Or would you rather hold my hand

and whisper hushed goodbyes,

and throw in a white rose in my grave 

midst the pouring rain?

If tomorrow I wither away to die,

what would you do my dear?

Would you reminisce our memories,

gazing at our pictures with tears?

Or would you light up even one candle

in memory of me,

And play that melancholic song

you always sing for me?

If by tomorrow I am gone,

what would you do my dear?

Would you promise to follow me

or keep me alive in your memory?

Or would you rather Pray and Wish

that I would live again with you till eternity?

Tell me my dear, which would it be

if tomorrow I am gone with only heaven to see?