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Death

The day Death came, found me not at the ready,
For my back was strong and my hands held steady.
I laughed at first, and took no heed,
For I was young and strong, it was quite agreed.

I scoffed at Death and bade Him leave,
As His mission, I could scarce perceive.
He looked at me, eyes cold and sallow.
Insisting His path, I must but follow.

I soon grew weary of this ruse,
And to accompany Him, I did refuse.
''You’ve made an error'', I proclaimed.
But dark and brooding He remained.

“Your scythe seeks the sickly and surely the old,
Such is Your mission, so I am told.
Death can creep not, into the lair of the young,
Their lives are precious, and scant begun”.

Death made not a reply, but silent remained
The queries of mortals, He could not explain.
Though saddened He seemed, He could not turn away,
For to take a young soul, it was written this day.

Death knows not, the wheres or whys,
To your questions, He does not reply.
He knows naught of right and wrong,
To the world of man, He does not belong.

My fate it seemed, was now quite sealed,
For Death, His scythe, He did wield.
Though His reasons I could not discern,
It was for my loved ones, I did yearn.

My thoughts turned soon, to my wife and young,
Our lives together, only just begun.
''Oh Death'', I cried, ''grant me just one morrow,
To bade farewell, and then go in sorrow''.

Death acknowledged not my request,
His silence made clear, His behest.
''No'', I cried, ''I cannot obey,
My life cannot be taken on this day.''

''I’ve much to do, my work remains,
My fields lie barren, awaiting rain.
My children seek their father’s love,
And know not the edicts from above.''

Death heeded not, my impassioned pleas,
And solemnly I rose, from bended knee.
I knew now, to my despair,
That my life, this day, would not be spared

Had I known that on this day,
My hopes and dreams would be swept away.
The hours and minutes, I would hold most dear,
My true affections I would make more clear.

Death is not angry,  mean nor cruel,
The mortal world, He does not rule.
His grim task He performs without remorse,
Remaining true and steady on His course.

When Death comes, you can not delay,
He’ll grant you not another day.
My road leads now to Death, it seems,
And though I’ll sleep, I’ll have no dreams.



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  • lovlilmystery
    November 15

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    Such a wonderful poem. I have never read anything like this, concerning Death. You have somehow made it seam so, beautiful.. Yes, beautiful. I loved how you gave it life and the wording, was right on the money. Thank you for sharing this wonderful poem. Thank you for entering the contest. Take care and have a great day.

    Sandi


  • wbiro gold member
    August 8

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    God, this is sad for me, Mr. Accidental... you put out a simple, direct piece here, and I see now that such a piece depends on the reader as to how deep the blow will be...


    • The Accidental Poet
      August 9

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      I know it's sad...that's kinda what I was going for. The lesson I'm trying to impart is that death can come at ANY time...no chance to tell anyone anything, best to do it now. Thanks for your review, even though it saddened you.

      • wbiro gold member
        August 9
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        yes, but your lesson was certainly not lost... thanks...


  • LullabyOfADeadMan
    July 21

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    Its definately a great poem, but just that. A poem. I don't mean to be terrible about it of course, but to be fair I must filter out poems and stories. Yor definately a great poet. Feel free to message me if you have any questions.

    ~~Tay.


  • Shadow Anonymised gold member
    July 18

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    way too long. i got distracted too easily. sorry. nice piece, but too long. cut it down to the bare essentials, add imagery and so on, then flesh it out with a bit of detail. its good, but epic.


  • Fallen-Thumper gold member
    July 4

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    bloody hell this is good.
    great use of rythme and rhyme. really well written and really great to read.
    good luck and thanks for entering

  • janeofdreams silver member
    June 17

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    An inspiring work of personal conviction

    This is an inspiring poem of great courage and great insight. To face death square and straight on is a daunting example of your passion for life. Even in adversity, that you would speak to Death itself and then realize that he "remains true and steady on his course", removes any personal attack from his presence and, once again, is a sign of much personal growth (I think I described you that way once before). The conclusions you have made here only lead to greater inner strength and conviction, both for yourself and for your readers.


  • CentrifugalCorpse
    May 18
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    What prompt did you choose?


  • BluesMan gold member
    May 17

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    Wow! This is an awsome poem. The rhyme and flow was excelent and the story drew me in and held me till the last line. As much as I am impressed with this poem, it does not belong in this contest. Thank you for entering the contest.
    I really love this poem and I think you will have much success in other contests with it.


  • ears2hearyou gold member
    May 3

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    Applause-applause-applause!
    Fabulous writing.....
    pulled us in and we were captivated!
    way to write!
    ears/Seattle


  • inspired-8 gold member
    March 21
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    brilliant write keep penning...


  • the wrong joke
    March 20
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    Shit dude, this is wonderful, amazing rhymes and flow. insane good poem.

  • forsomeoddreason
    March 20

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    I love the way you personified death, and how you made real the fate that we all face. Your ending is truly brilliant. "And though I'll sleep, I'll have no dreams." So true! Great Poem!!


  • Oh.My.Juliet
    March 20
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    Very well written, great story you wrote into it. It's amazing!


  • rufina caraid gold member
    March 20

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    This subject is very raw for me personally at this time but that doesn't detract from your talent, though the subject be unsavoury to some. You speak the truth when stated that Death has no age limit, young souls are taken as readily as old ones unfortunately. Lines 45 to 48 are so profound and should be heeded by everyone reading this wonderful poem.   Von

  • smazzycat123
    March 20

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    wow, really fantastic
    very polished, have i read this in a published place?
    loved the ending, great story, great...

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