Life And Death Poems - Poems about Life And Death

OF LIFE AND DEATH TODAY: A 5-7-5-7-7-7-5-7-5-7 FLOW

OF LIFE AND DEATH TODAY: A 5-7-5-7-7-7-5-7-5-7 FLOW
(Apropos Of An Ironic Juxtaposed Reality)

Ironically,
it’s cheaper to live than die:
Save, self-cremation:-
Even then, you must pay for
The ashes to be cleaned up:-
And don’t forget, the family
Is charged to pay off all debts
That you may have left behind:-
Ironically,
We are born to live and die,
Life, being cheaper:
Funerals are expensive!

The Colors of Nothing

In our universe so vast, life and death is an interpretation.
In our life, we hold dear sadness, and joy is an imagination.
Our life is full of colors, or so we assume,
But there are no colours — just the product of our brains.

Reality is beyond what we imagine.
What we see around is just an illusion.
Nothing is

Corridors of Quiet Chaos

Blinding lights, the smell of chlorhexidine
Green colored scrubs, white coats and the strange red of povidone-iodine

A place where chaos and calm coexist as two sides of a coin
A realm where anguish and hope align, a balance between both cruel and divine

It’s a glimpse of hope for some, for others it’s a livelihood
It’s a place where

Life and Death

It was to be expected at some point
but when death comes it is still a shock
we wish that person could live forever
that we do not have to say goodbye
once they are gone we wish again
wish we could talk to them
wish we could still get advice
still have them in our life
but life carries on
one by one

Life and Death

Staring down your enemy, conquering your fear,
Shadowed by death, by cruelty and despair.
The sight before you; is the same as before,
Walking alone, down the same dark corridor.

The beauty of the world is reticent to your eyes,
Your worst nightmares are reality; you NOW realize.
Dazed and confused, you make for the tunnels end,
Only to find you’re at

Life and Death

into reticence 
a silent hive where worms thrive 
past lives make their bed

Life and Death with Strangers

Mother, father, you are the strange migrants who arrived before me, I see you moving away, for no home anywhere could complete us all, and strangely, now I am before you. Sister, brother, child, we never did know which way to go,
or from where we arrived from. A family history is no more nor less

Simultaneity of life and death

The simultaneity

Of life and death

May appear as

A timeline of life..

This is simply

Just a story which

May tag time as an

Illusionary veil of

The simultaneity...

Of Life and Death

Of Life and Death


Before death's ominous thunder clouds appear 
to steal all the glory and fill us with fear I shout to the heavens in a request to sustain one man's life to live another day

Inevitably high waters shall rise and slowly fade as I gain  momentum to see another day 

Of survive I

Life And Death

It is not our choice to die

It is just our time 

To truly value this gift of life

Be mindful of its limitations

Remember it is not forever

So live your best life

As death is inevitable 

And that is Ok 

Life and death in the strokes of the keys

Reading past writings

With lack of recognition..

What prompted the rising

Of those words..?

Many seem strange indeed

Words rising and gone

Life and death in the 

Strokes of the keys...

The cry of birth

Caught between Life and death
With roaring and panic 
Looking for hands but none
With glowing eyes.

Heavy breathe and gasp 
But none to show
Dive right to left
Waiting for the Joy that ceasen't

All eyes curious and expectant.
All legs stiffed to the ground
Like a statue or maniquine.

All faces furious but anxious
All waiting for the arrival of the eternal Joy

There

Where Should I Go To Die

My dearest friend,


What an ache it is to write to you, knowing my pain, knowing how my mortal body falters beneath the weight of its trials.

My words, though steeped in suffering, ring like a low bell in the evening—melancholy but beautiful, laced with the music of a soul nearing the sea's eternal shore.

Where should I

APROPOS OF PEACE, WAR, LIFE AND DEATH

			

A…2-4-2…Sextet
			


Peace…No!
Loud bombs explode—
It’s war!


Children					
Feed war each day;				
Death smiles:-


Pooped bombs,
Swell graves’ bellies;
Death farts:-


In war,
Only death wins;
Peace can’t:-


Love peace,
War is evil—
Crave life:-


The war—					
Fought to get peace;
Lost it:-				

Life and Death

Life and death

Seem separate

But also may seem

Simultaneous and

Timeless..

Understood and

Beyond understanding..

Life may seem 

As searching

For a resonance with

Such a canvas of

Life and death...

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