When I am dead, my dearest,
When I am dead, my dearest,
Sing no sad songs for me;
Plant thou no roses at my head,
Nor shady cypress tree:
Be the green grass above me
With showers and dewdrops wet;
And if thou wilt, remember,
And if thou wilt, forget.
I shall not see the shadows,
I shall not feel the rain;
I shall not hear the nightingale
Sing on, as if in pain:
And dreaming through the twilight
That doth not rise nor set,
Haply I may remember,
And haply may forget.
When I am dead, my dearest,
And rest in silent peace,
Know that my love for thee, dear,
Will never fade or cease.
In memories' gentle whispers,
I'll linger in thy heart,
Where neither time nor sorrow
Can ever keep us apart.
About the Creator
Abdul Qayyum
I am retired professor of English Language. I am fond of writing articles and short stories . I also wrote books on amazon kdp. My first Language is Urdu and I tried my best to teach my students english language ,
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