Lullaby

There comes a point in time when nothing can save your life
An unavoidable argument, death becomes your ultimate strife
No one is able to help you and only God will understand why
Life remaining a memory, resonating as your eternal lullaby
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Duncan Avatar
March 26, 2017 at 6:58 PM
This is a very good write! I'll have to read more of your words. Thanks for reading my Wings Of An Angel :)
Pagan Avatar
March 17, 2014 at 4:47 PM
I love it... No matter what we are all the same because we all have the same endind. We all die.
Nicholsen Avatar
March 17, 2014 at 7:39 AM
this poem is very sad however I embrace my 97 year old grandfather on his death bed fragile frail ww11 hero in Rome the second we are born we began dying we must live life through everything god has made excepting dying Is the best part of living
Zafar Avatar
March 17, 2014 at 4:09 AM
That is a bitter truth of life. But then what? We have no choice. So, we should always face any difficulty bravely.
Green Avatar
March 16, 2014 at 2:47 PM
That's the truth of it! But we are saddened when it happens.
Yamin Avatar
March 16, 2014 at 2:35 PM
You have said it all in four lines, Giano. I am much impressed. -Mohammad
Yamin Avatar
March 16, 2014 at 2:26 PM
You have said it all in four lines, Giano. Very impressive. -Mohammad
Johnson Avatar
March 16, 2014 at 10:19 AM
We're born into this world and get no say about it. We learn what Jesus did for us and that we cannot earn it. We search our soul so that we're whole and thank God that he loves us. And now we know that we are free because he lives above us. Peace. :) That's a beautiful lullaby for adults. ...Gigno
Devnath  Avatar
March 16, 2014 at 8:22 AM
God knows His purpose and savior too. Just we live our life as per His design. Beautiful poem read now. Loved always, bl
Goswami Avatar
March 16, 2014 at 3:09 AM
The Blessed Lord said in The Bhagavadgita 18/66 ) , " Abandoning all duties , come to Me alone for shelter . Be not grieved, for I shall release thee from all evils . "....I remember the great words to read your thoughts..Well written...Best wishes from India...
Bourne Avatar
March 16, 2014 at 12:58 AM
A thought provoking message, very well composed. Your words and lines flow beautifully together and your finale is inspiring. I enjoyed reading this poem Gene Bourne.
Berdoo Avatar
March 15, 2014 at 11:31 PM
This poem flows so well, I read with gentle ease. One fine Write.~~~Gigno~~~ WRITE ON!
Horstkotter Avatar
May 7, 2013 at 9:22 PM
Very nice poem.
Sister Avatar
April 7, 2013 at 10:09 PM
Wow this is tough and strong, to the core. J
Squyres Avatar
March 8, 2013 at 11:37 AM
An unavoidable date we all must meet. Heaven help us all !!
Duncan Avatar
February 28, 2013 at 10:37 PM
Well I like the way this resonates ;}
A   Avatar
February 26, 2013 at 5:34 PM
Hi Gigno, i want this eternal lullaby,,, God's world sounds good about now. hope he understands me. sometimes I need the saving.... always~ LINDA
A   Avatar
February 26, 2013 at 5:34 PM
sos sos sos.... PD
Dietrich Avatar
February 24, 2013 at 5:13 PM
that was very interesting how you made the memory of life the lullaby of this title. quite creative, Gigno.
Jones Avatar
February 23, 2013 at 8:09 PM
The creator understands what purpose for which he created each of us and yes the time of our rest when we have accomplished it. I loved this Cigno
Guzman Avatar
February 23, 2013 at 2:38 PM
"Orthodoxy is man-made, while the Universe is God-giving." We all harbor the supra-conscious that is the Self. It is the very essence that allows us to perceive the world around us. Human reasoning taints it all, though. To understand the outer worlds you preside in, for right now, you must look within. Death is but an illusion to our minds. Energy, your soul, can never be destroyed but always cherished. I enjoyed your poem greatly. Much love (: -Issac
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