What Remains When We Reach Oblivion? Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHI JKLMNK OPOGQRS TUVWM PXXYZA2A2 B2C2D2B2E2F2G2G2 H2I2Q QJ2K2 L2M2N2O2P2CQ2R2Q2 M2AS2QM T2T2U2MMMWM2DM2M2XD2 OV2E2| Even the dead are documented | A |
| And no | B |
| I don t mean death certificates | C |
| I mean that | D |
| even in the days that they may have been tormented | E |
| Journals notes poems | F |
| Scattered across the floor of a cell | G |
| Words like these | H |
| Of someone you never would have known | I |
| - | |
| Nonetheless | J |
| They were there | K |
| Sure they re nothing but a pile of bones now | L |
| But literature is literature | M |
| In any form | N |
| And that s only fair | K |
| - | |
| No matter what you may say | O |
| The dead always had | P |
| Something to say | O |
| Stories to tell | G |
| Songs to sing | Q |
| Rain to dance in | R |
| Jokes to make | S |
| - | |
| Just like us | T |
| They were once | U |
| Young | V |
| Beautiful | W |
| And with a timer | M |
| - | |
| They had | P |
| Rights to fight for | X |
| People they d die for | X |
| Poems for a girl he loved | Y |
| Tears for the man who left | Z |
| Feelings that remained suppressed | A2 |
| The struggle to find the will to simply get dressed | A2 |
| - | |
| - | |
| - | |
| How can we claim | B2 |
| That someone is full of life | C2 |
| When every individual only has a certain amount of time | D2 |
| How can we claim | B2 |
| That there s always a way out | E2 |
| When the pocket watch | F2 |
| The clock on the wall | G2 |
| The alarm clock that started it all | G2 |
| - | |
| Just | H2 |
| Keeps | I2 |
| Ticking | Q |
| - | |
| Now what are you thinking | Q |
| Have you written enough | J2 |
| Have you written too much | K2 |
| - | |
| But oh my friend | L2 |
| Don t worry | M2 |
| Someone will cherish the words you wrote | N2 |
| The pictures that eventually yellowed as they got old | O2 |
| The scrapbooks | P2 |
| Random trinkets | C |
| Books you never read | Q2 |
| Even when | R2 |
| You are dead | Q2 |
| - | |
| Because just like you and me | M2 |
| The dead are documented | A |
| In a way that proves | S2 |
| Everyone feels something | Q |
| One way or another | M |
| - | |
| So admit you d be in ditch without them | T2 |
| Tell someone you love them | T2 |
| Do whatever it is you ve always wondered | U2 |
| hold her | M |
| Touch her | M |
| Cry before her | M |
| Be vulnerable | W |
| Be free | M2 |
| Just so that | D |
| Maybe | M2 |
| Someone will see | M2 |
| Just before | X |
| Time | D2 |
| may | O |
| run | V2 |
| out | E2 |
Chelslyn Rodriguez
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 06/25/2026
Poet's note: I wanted to recognize those who wrote word after word and were never recognized because they weren't the best of all time. I wanted to illustrate the idea of what remains of us when we die and what is left as years go by.
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