After death, troubles for the relatives (Poetry) | بعد الموت مشاكل للأقارب (شعر
In the realm where shadows fall and souls transcend, A truth unfolds, a tale that does not mend. For after death, a burden borne by kin, Troubles arise, where once joy had been.
Grief's heavy cloak descends upon their hearts, As sorrow's tendrils tear their world apart. Memories fade, yet pain remains so real, The void left behind seems impossible to heal.
Responsibilities shift, roles rearranged, Relatives left behind must now be changed. Decisions to make, the departed's affairs, Navigating a labyrinth of unanswered prayers.
Legalities and paperwork, a daunting maze, Searching for solace in the darkest of days. Assets to manage, debts to reconcile, A ceaseless battle that stretches mile by mile.
Emotions intertwine, tangled and confused, A constant reminder, as grief is not diffused. Through tears and longing, strength must be found, To carry the burdens that life does astound.
Yet amidst the struggles, love's flame still burns, Bound by blood, a unity that still yearns. Supporting one another through the darkest night, Finding solace in memories, a beacon of light.
For after death, troubles may surely arise, But love, compassion, and resilience will arise. Together, they face the challenges with grace, Holding each other in this sacred space.
And though the pain may linger, the heart may ache, Relatives find solace, a chance to remake. For in the aftermath, unity is restored, Bonds strengthened, as they journey forward.
So let us remember, when faced with this test, That after death, troubles may indeed infest. But with love and unity, we shall endure, For the strength of family, forever pure.
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