The Seeker
27-05-2005, 08:31 PM
Hey there,
This is a poem I wrote about death. I would be greatfull if pass on comments on improving it.
Death how greedy can you be?
You separate from those we love,
You feast upon our miseries.
Our tears quench your grief's trust.
Do You take pleasure in bringing us greif?
Or are you merely a faithful solider,
Instructed not to fail but to succeed?
You wave darkness and agony in your hands.
You not only water cheeks with salt tears,
Dripping like blood on the battel field,
You dry their fountains and bury them under sadness.
But from the moment we are shrouded in the tomb
You immortalize out words and deeds in memories.
Yet, you who will weep upon me.
When the soul leaves as gentle as the mountain breeze,
Rejoic and be happy for me.
But if its departure is as painful as burning bees stings.
Pray for my forgiveness .
This is a poem I wrote about death. I would be greatfull if pass on comments on improving it.
Death how greedy can you be?
You separate from those we love,
You feast upon our miseries.
Our tears quench your grief's trust.
Do You take pleasure in bringing us greif?
Or are you merely a faithful solider,
Instructed not to fail but to succeed?
You wave darkness and agony in your hands.
You not only water cheeks with salt tears,
Dripping like blood on the battel field,
You dry their fountains and bury them under sadness.
But from the moment we are shrouded in the tomb
You immortalize out words and deeds in memories.
Yet, you who will weep upon me.
When the soul leaves as gentle as the mountain breeze,
Rejoic and be happy for me.
But if its departure is as painful as burning bees stings.
Pray for my forgiveness .