Thursday, 18 April 2013


They say death is Inevitable.
And so it is true...
With each death it's suppose to get easier but every time its harder than the first...
How do we remember the last memories?
What do you exactly say now?
Clouds darken at the sight of the faces
Eyes looking down to the ground
This is no fixed journey
Only of those few memories made.
A young star is now vanished from the sky
Coveted by darkness
A new world will he soon embrace
Of the unknown
And strangers will he meet
To which he will have a tale to tell...
May his soul rest in peace
May his memories be cherished
May his family be consoled
And may his life now be celebrated...
R.I.P Acho Zillon (18.04.2013)

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