Death ends a life, not a relationship.
Morrie Schwartz in Tuesdays with Morrie
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Related quotes
The Reason For The Split
To be in a relationship that ends,
For one to claim they do not know what happened...
Should not have been a relationship that began.
For someone not to be conscious,
Of their own relationship...
Could mean they do not wish to admit,
An activity or lack of providing it...
Was the reason for the split.
And...
If the other one involved in the same relationship,
Has a difficult time remembering it took place...
Well,
There is no need to continue a nosey probing.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Fascination
Death fascinates;
Life can be cruel.
Death is my morbid but most-loved obsession.
Life is hard-
I am out of control.
Death is my relationship to reality-
Life is not fair.
Death is an entity of beauty, though
Life is strange…
Death is veracity, although it can be
The facet of my delusions-
I live my life while
Thoughts of death are so often invasive.
Death is mysterious, and
Life is a river refracting light-
Death is dark but intriguing.
Life is amazing.
Death in turn- is amazing as it can be.
I live my life in a dream world.
Death is indeed mysterious, although-
Life
Is
Stranger…
poem by Claudia Krizay
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Death is when....
Death is when my loved ones must depart
Death is a sharp pain in my heart
Death is this feeling of permanent sadness and pain
Death is when my loved ones have gone away
Death is the call to heaven or hell
Death is an eternal mansion or cell
Death is the lesson i need to learn about
Death is a loss, without a doubt
Death is this unhappy feeling i have
Death is pleasant on my behalf
Death is the day i end my life
Death is when i give up the fight
Death is happiness to the world around me
Death started when i gained my life
Death can be helped along with this knife
Death is where i shall go
Death is close, i kno
Death willl come fast
Death is vast
Death is what i see
Death lives inside of me
Death is joy to me
Death has come for me
Death is gonna take me
Death will stop my misery
Death loves my company
Death ends the pain
Death takes me on that train
Death is near
Death is finally here
The Era Of The Dead
They live to die!
Death, the longing of all men
They are born to die!
Fate, the companion of infants
In this era, the era of the dead.
They strip naked
Like in the garden of Eden
Where innocence ended
And righteousness melted
From the era of the dead
To make ends meet,
They meet the ends
The ends of life
A life of values and morals
And on streets, they lie naked
The era of the dead
Who insure their death
And dig their graves, the savings
To bury their souls, the wealth
Eternally in the pit of perdition.
poem by Timothy muggaga
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
It Never Going To Work Out Between Us
you want so much from me,
but i feel like i'm doing more of the work,
what is it you want from me?
when you talk to me it when you want,
i gave to a chance to open up,
but i see this going nowhere,
we never left the friends level,
i know you repected my wishes,
when i told you i wanted to be friends,
but as soon as i did,
you were afraid to take a chance,
relationship don't have to start,
only when we hang out,
if you can't make it work long terms,
it just not going to work with me,
i like to have a life,
outside of the relationship,
not dreaming about it day and night,
until it becames all that you think about,
cuz when it ends,
what do you have left?
a life that continues when it didn't last.
10/12/10
poem by Mona Martinez
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
I miss you, why can’t you see
I miss you
I miss us
The sky seems grayer without you by my side
The time has come for you to say your goodbyes
Our relationship ends, on our 5 month anniversary
Its ok, I forgive you, because I love you
I know you just want to be friends, but I can’t see myself without in my life
You complete my world, and I wish you would come back to me
You said we fell apart, I think it was just you
Our relationship never ended, you just gave up
I told you to be strong
I told you I would stay with you
I said I would never give up on you
I Promise
And now that we’re done, I’m still keeping that promise
Until the day I die
I miss you; I wish you knew how much you mean to me
I miss you, why can’t you see
poem by Katie Bunge
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Life Ends In Sadness
LIFE ENDS IN SADNESS
Life ends in sadness
It does not know any other way
Even if it is the best death
Even if it is with a ‘kiss’
It ends in sadness.
Life ends in sadness
There is no other way.
poem by Shalom Freedman
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Disingenuousness
Here lies another box for nature,
Carbon ready;
Black to eyes down here,
Where death is at its job.
Up there you’ll hear a rhythmic sob
Or two from living yet-to-dies –
A humming lacrimoso –
It all but cleans the eyes:
Forget it –
The dismal show of grief –
Life is only chemistry –
Our stay is only brief.
It’s we who hype it up!
Diaphragms jerk again;
The jet monotone of hearses
Feeds the disingenuousness
Of undertakers –
They seem to stare at something up ahead –
For them, it’s in the blood,
To taxi off the dead.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2011
The March of Death
Death death death death death death death death death death death
Death death death death death death death death death death death
Death death death death death death death death death death death
Death death death death death death death death death death death
Death death death death death death death death death death death
Death death death death death death death death death death death
poem by Mark R Slaughter
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
It's Death Again
It's Death again - He's always there -
Watching, waiting - e'er the stare!
Every time I look behind
Or reach to pull the window blind,
I catch a glimpse of grubby hood -
A little clue to where he stood;
The glint of light that caught the scythe.
Perhaps if I could pay a tithe…
But O! no use, he'll never go.
The adamant phantom; don't you know
He will but wait until it's time
For me to hear His fateful chime? -
The toll that claims my destiny,
To Hail: 'You're next, it has to be…'
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009
The Reign of Death
Death death death death death death death
Death death death death death death death
Death death death death death death death
Death death death death death death death
Death death death death death death death
Death death death death death death death
Death death death death death death death
Death death death death death death death
Death death death death death death death
Death death death death death death death
Death death death death death death death
poem by Mark R Slaughter
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Death, Inevitable Death
Death, inevitable Death.
So now You come to show Your world,
Hence the blackened cloak – unfurled.
And peering down upon my form
– Bereft of pity – Your eyes of storm.
Death, inexorable Death.
‘When? ’ The only question out of Thee.
My dream retorts 'But ne’er for me! ’
But now awake, I bid you so –
My giving tears cry ‘Where to go? ’
Death, adamant Death.
You cast Your spell and guide me 'way,
For life and I have had our day.
And what of me? I prey You, tell!
Be glorious in Heaven or gnarled in Hell?
Death, ineluctable Death.
Oh wiry ghoul, I'm here to follow –
I leave my body grey and shallow.
‘Come! ’ You bid in thund’ring tones,
‘Beg farewell to shattered bones.’
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009
Death
Death death
Death death death
Death death death death
Death death death death death
Death death death death death death death death
Death death death death death death death death
Death death death death death
Death death death death
Death death death
Death death
Death
poem by Mark R Slaughter
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Old Fashion Way
One woman, one man relationship, thats
the old fashion way, one woman, one man
relationship, thats the old fashion way,
and together they stay,
until their dying day-
One woman, one man relationship, thats
good and strong, one woman, one man
relationship thats good and strong,
thats the kind of relationship
that will last very long-
One woman, one man relationship,
thats what romance is all about,
One woman, one man relationship,
thats what romance is all about, the
old fashion way never goes
out of style,
like a candle that never burns out!
poem by Dorsey Baker
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
The Anodyne
Unmasked inside,
we play the games of a torch
the living legend,
great beauty of dirty thoughts.
A twin drama unfolds.
the icon burns and a wealth
of praise drowns the priest.
Now death dance begins.
Neither immersion nor
the float ends the relationship.
The hunger leaps
to death from top floor.
Life is ripped apart.
The swarm of vultures descends,
mating of news begins.
The anodyne is spread on the wounds.
Room to room,
the liquidation begins; of faces, of spots.
A cruel joke is repeated
every day relentlessly,
I wait for the transformation of beginning,
of the ending.
The light to fade and
god to taste like a hot bun.
The dangling doors must close,
for a while to motivate the dreams.
poem by Satish Verma
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
We are concerned with the relationship between art and life. Contemporary art is only intelligible in terms of its relationship to our life.
quote by David Elliott
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
Things at A Time Were Simple
Things at a time were simple, small things are full of danger
everywhere I walk into your things, as if you are here
while time passes much too slowly,
your things fill the whole garage
and I wonder when a relationship ends?
Outside children ride past on bicycles and life goes on
and everything feels muddled,
when the church bell in the distance rings off the time,
things at a time were simple.
How our relationship ended is disputable
but it remains a fact that I have got to accept,
I am wet with sweat while I am hitting of a tennis ball,
standing ready for the next one,
almost staring at the women with the short skirt,
things at a time were simple.
poem by Gert Strydom
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Another Question For You
a relationship to be real
usually is taken as a two-way
street, or two hands holding
tight along the road of life
but it can be more than that.
envision an end, how an end
ends itself at the end?
two hands slapping each
other? no way.
it must be
ready with an entrance and
an exit, a fire escape, and
some firemen to put off
a conflagration
but if there are none
what then?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
The test of one's behavior pattern is their relationship to society, relationship to work and relationship to sex.
quote by Alfred Adler
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!
A Death blow is a Life blow to Some
a death blow is a life blow to many
whose world is a caged dream
a bird crying to do what other birds do
eating, mating, flying to the ends of the world
a death blow is a life blow to many
who live in other people's world
sharing its glory, except its happiness
a death blow is a life blow to
others in the same mould
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
Life or Death
Death is a mystery,
and life is Suspense.
The journey to death,
is unknown yet,
and Life is a dream stage.
Nobody has come back
From their death,
And life seems to be,
Chasing an invisible end.
Escape from death,
is impossible,
and so from Life.
Death is most painful,
Life is even more.
Death is frightful,
And Life is a puzzle.
So is life,
or Death,
better for a human fate?
poem by Pratisha Karki
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
The Act Of Nature
It wonderful
How nature works
The corresponding relationship
Between all creature
One thing happening
Is the outcome of another
Ones ending
Is the beginning of another
That is the act of nature
Like food chain
Each depends on another
Everything has a season
And for a reason
Evil deeds ends hell
But good deeds ends well
For perfection is the spell
Those who tread
This path will excell
The bosom of happiness
Will they dwell
poem by Matt Ancient
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!
The relationship between the media owner, their relationship isn't strictly with people and audiences. It's also with advertisers, and that's the most relationship in radio; in fact it pays the bills.
quote by Robert McChesney
Submitted by Lucian Velea
Vote! | Copy!