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Trust Dust Withstand Death

All that we accomplish for ourselves perish with us; all that we do for others and the realm endures. Fear of the path leads to fear of death. A person who is truly alive is prepared for death. By Poet


It shrouds its swabbing aspect below a smut mask
The flip verge, loaded with fear, is enticing to mark
The fringe inner bound is an amorphous emptiness
That throttles us in its bedlam of spirit. 

Its sprawled forelimbs embrace and snatch
A milder side that quiets and comforts
Farewell to torment, wretchedness, and uneasiness
The clashing edge is filled with horrendous obscurity
A depressing and sickeningly feeble nothingness
That steers us growingly close to looming doom
A ghoulish servant with two faces

He exhibits a sly smirk and spurs me to shrink my eyes
And queried as to what I could witness

This softness stood in as the scenery
For those splendid and vivid delusions
And it is in that wish that I haunt myself
Anything else that belongs to me
It was past time for me to revive my heedfulness
And now, it's an ultimate instant to say farewell

Things same as span and flows can wander
No light at the ending of some tunnels

Utterly the harsh steady relish of misery
There isn't eternally a redeeming quality
All might halt if it can...and all will if it requires to
Yarns and wrecked vessels are analogous to life

Oh...such suffocating little doves


Written: February 21, 2022

1st place contest winner 

F Form - Free Verse Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Constance La France
Topic: Death

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Carol Mitra March 4, 2022 at 9:50 PM Sotto ..... Congrats on an awesome write....Loved the poem :)

Constance La France February 25, 2022 at 2:33 PM Sotto, congratulations on your First Place win in my Free Verse contest with your wonderful poem and I like your image and quote too ~ Constance Sotto Poet February 25, 2022 at 11:55 PM Dear Constance, thank you so much for reading placing and commenting on my poem. It’s really so lifting and thanks for the wonderful work you are doing on PS. Kindest regards and warm hugs.

Caren Krutsinger February 24, 2022 at 3:28 PM I liked the journey as I read this one "It was past time for me to revive my heedfulness And now, it's an ultimate instant to say farewell"

Alexis Y. February 22, 2022 at 7:22 AM Hi Lasaad, You came up with a good quote to accompany your well-written verse. Although death is inevitable, in my opinion, I don't think anyone is really prepared for it. However, I do think one should live a way that when it comes they will have no regrets. Well done. Best wishes in the contest. Have a nice day my friend-Alexis

Victor Buhagiar February 22, 2022 at 5:45 AM Death and taxes: they are both winners. Excellent poem.

Vijay Pandit February 22, 2022 at 5:10 AM I like your quote, Lasaad. Not easy to overcome fear of death. But some saintly souls do.

Valsa George February 21, 2022 at 8:32 PM What a powerful and meaningful write !Though there is an amorphous emptiness in death, it is a farewell to torment, wretchedness and all uneasiness. Let us believe that there will be light at the end of the tunnel ! I see you as a great contester ! All The Best, dear Lasaad !