Death – do you ever die?
Lurking in the shadows
Casting sly, furtive glances
Treading slowly without a sound
Thief who steals precious life
Hiding behind window blinds
A cold, silent stranger
Lying in wait for the right moment
To devour his prey
With a coy smile
He takes you in his embrace
Showering kisses all over
Taking your last breath away
Writhing in pain and agony
The sick pray for him
Yet he turns a blind eye
To their fervent pleas
He acts in mysterious ways
Sometimes striking a fatal blow
With bullet wounds, blood and gore
Or taking you away in your sleep
After the job is done
He flees the crime scene
Without leaving a trace
Of his presence behind
He dances in joy
Ignorant at his folly
The heart does not beat
But the spirit lives on
Death – Are you friend or foe?
Should I love or abhor thee?
Trailing life – like a shadow
Death – Do you ever die?
© copyright skm, 17th July 2012
(http://promisingpoetsparkinglot.blogspot.sg/2012/09)
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This was poem had a great premise. Great use of contrast, I thought the last line was cool as well. good job.
Thanks NefariousX
Great personification!
Thanks Miriam:)
the way you make us and yourself think is powerful.
lovely discussions…
Thanks Aya:)
Wow. How true!
Thanks Hema:)
You gave death a personality and actually had me looking back to see if I might catch a glimpse of him. There was no fear, just a realization that we all die; whether it’s on the street, an innocent bystander of a drive by shooting; a heart attack that came on too quickly that stole the time we should have had with our families or a long lingering disease that made us wish to be taken quickly.
We’re all the same; death comes to all, but looking back at my friend makes me realize I have to use my time here on earth more wisely. Tell the ones you love, how much you love them; hold hands, stroke a cheek, sing a song, spend time cuddling. Live your life well and when your friend comes by at your appointed time you can look back at the life you’ve lived and smile.
No need to hide death; I know you’re coming so I’ll bake a cake.
I don’t know why this is what came into my head as I read your poem, but it did. I really enjoyed reading your piece. May your day be wonderfully blessed.
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Hi Elizena – Thanks for that nice perspective:)
very powerful understanding of death.
thanks Bristo:)
Powerful piece, thanks for sharing
thanks Kim:)
“He dances in joy
Ignorant at his folly
The heart does not beat
But the spirit lives on”
I especially loved these lines!