The Garden Of Afterlife

 

 

 

 

 

THE GARDEN OF AFTERLIFE

After death
when I opened my eyes in the realm of afterlife
Serenity is what I felt
Sensation of being lighter than a feather
Because just a soul I was now
My shell buried deep in the mortal realm
After the hazy vision cleared and I gazed around
Looking up I saw a tree
So enormous, magnificent and bold
Its huge branches were swaying around graciously
And leaves were made of gold.
As I walked towards the tree
Still in awe with is size and beauty
I noticed a gate at the base of its trunk
“Entrance to the garden of afterlife”
The letters carved above it read
Approaching it, I got a hunch
that the garden was specifically just for me.
Before the gates opened, I heard a deep voice
It was as if the magnificent tree was speaking to me
“In the garden beyond, you will experience your mortal life
The flowers blooming will emit the emotions you had felt throughout.
Your grave would be resting in a field of flowers
the emotion they would be emitting will represent you
the way you lived your whole life”
And so the gates opened. Walking the path through its trunk
I reached the garden of afterlife.

The garden looked surreal and endless!

Greeted by a field of beautiful red roses
my soul blushed in presence of the roses
I felt warm and comfy around them
As they were emitting the love and affection, I had received
throughout my life in the mortal realm
“Surely my grave would be here” I hoped
But my grave here was nowhere to be seen
Disappointed I walked away.

And arrived in a field of bright yellow sunflowers
soul glowed brightly in presence of the sunflowers
I felt enthusiastic and hopeful around them
As they were emitting all the joy and happiness I had experienced
throughout my life in the mortal realm
“Definitely my grave would be here” I hoped
But my grave again was nowhere to be seen
Disappointed I walked ahead.

And arrived in a field of melancholic blue bell-flowers
soul dimmed in the presence of the bell-flowers
I felt downhearted and gloomy around them
As they were emitting all the sadness and sorrow I had dealt
throughout my life in the mortal realm
“Is my grave resting here?” I feared

But it was nowhere to be seen
Relieved I ran away.

Came across a field of pale white tulips
My soul felt as if it was sinking in the presence of tulips
I felt hollow and empty around them
As they were emitting no emotions rather my emptiness
that haunted me throughout my life in the mortal realm
“Is my grave resting here?” I feared
But it was nowhere to be seen
Relieved I ran away.

Reached a field of wicked black tulips
My soul felt as if it was being crushed by their presence
felt uneasy and was suffocating around them
as they were emitting a sinister emotion
the emotion of REGRET
that suffocated me throughout my time in the mortal realm
I felt as if I was dying again in the afterlife.
“Is my grave resting here?” I feared.
And my fear turned into a reality when I saw my grave
Resting between the field of these black tulips. My soul lost all the glow.
Tried to run out of the field but I couldn't
For this is who I was.
A man of regrets when I was alive
Nothing truly made me happy, there were always what ifs.
so I succumbed into the darkness of these flowers
Bearing the burden of my regrets in the afterlife
Now here I am lying in the garden of afterlife
Between the black tulips near my grave.
Haunted by all my regrets
My soul keeps dying again and again.
I will be lying here
For an indefinite amount of time
A man of regrets when I was alive. Now a man of regrets I am after death.