People are not immortal

but the memories are.

They come and go

Some near, some far.

Lighting our worlds,

with their presence.

Imprinting our minds,

with their essence.

Why cry, weep, or bleed

for someone,

who will always be in our hearts.

Mine and every ones.

A/N:  This poem is dedicated to all my friends out there who are grieving for the loss of our colleague. My only message to them is that life and death is a cycle. There is no life if not for death. We come here to serve a purpose once we finish it we have to go. There is no denying that we will miss him, everyone will. He touched numerous lives with his golden heart. So rather than being sad for the loss of such a beautiful soul, we should celebrate his life, cherish his memories and stand by what he taught us as he departed for the better world.