There is no such thing as death. In nature nothing dies. From each sad remnant of decay, some forms of life arise so shall his life be taken away before he knoweth that he hath it.
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Who hath his fancy pleased
With fruits of happy sight,
Let here his eyes be raised
On Nature's sweetest light;
A light which doth dissever
And yet unite the eyes,
A light which, dying never,
Is cause the looker dies.
She never dies, but lasteth
In life of lover's heart;
He ever dies that wasteth
In love his chiefest part:
Thus is her life still guarded
In never-dying faith;
Thus is his death rewarded,
Since she lives in his death.
Look then, and die! The pleasure
Doth answer well the pain:
Small loss of mortal treasure,
Who may immortal gain!
Immortal be her graces,
Immortal is her mind;
They, fit for heavenly places--
This, heaven in it doth bind.
But eyes these beauties see not,
Nor sense that grace descries;
Yet eyes deprived be not
From sight of her fair eyes--
Which, as of inward glory
They are the outward seal,
So may they live still sorry,
Which die not in that weal.
But who hath fancies pleased
With fruits of happy sight,
Let here his eyes be raised
On Nature's sweetest light!
poem by Philip Sidney
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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
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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One Of Nature's Life Forms
Like most living life forms we harbour disease
And we play host to mites and we play host to fleas
And our germs search for hosts in the freshening breeze
That we give to the air when we cough or we sneeze
Since to Nature's laws most of us never comply
The word arrogant to us surely must apply
We pray to our invisible Gods in the skies
But that we are one of Nature's life forms we fail to realize
In our search for Nature's resources when we dig up her ground
New once dormant diseases we do spread around
We may think we own Nature but we have got it wrong
Since of her we were born and to her we belong
And like all of Nature's life forms we are born to die
That is a fact of life and facts never lie.
poem by Francis Duggan
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I Always Have Loved Mother Nature
I always have loved Mother Nature ever since I was a boy
And a thing of Natural beauty is always a thing of joy
And the mysteries of Nature is a mysterious thing
There is far more to any bird than the song it does sing
I always have loved Nature though my wonderment of her grow
And the more I learn about her the less about her I know I know
From humankind Mother Nature her secrets she hides away
And from our walks in Nature we learn every day
The only true immortal of which we will ever know
Us people like her Seasons to life we come and from life we go
I always have loved Nature and in that I'm not alone
Her secrets hidden in every bush and tree and hedge and under every stone
Her mighty rivers from her hills to her great oceans flow
And she has been around long before plants on her first did grow
In her bosom with all other life forms I will also lay
And I will love Nature till my last living day.
poem by Francis Duggan
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None Greater Than Nature
She has lived forever and will live forever more
And what can be said of Nature that's not been said before
Her beauty the artists and writers inspire
And of singing her praises could one ever tire.
None greater than Nature despite what many do say
And great scientists are learning from her every day
Yet of her well kept secrets we never will know
And the shroud of mysticism around her does grow.
It is a fact of life and facts never lie
That all of Nature's life forms are born to die
And us humans are life forms of Nature despite what many do say
For each one of us there's a last night and day.
The fruits of her bosom with us she does share
None greater than Nature with her none to compare
The one we live off of so much to her we owe
And we like her Seasons to life come and go.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Since That Is Nature's Way
By their deciduous mother tree on the grass they do lay
The brown leaves of the Autumn have gone to decay
The magpie is piping in the dawn cool and gray
And life it goes on since that is Nature's way
Like her Seasons her life forms to Nature come and go
Yet so little of her ways we can claim to know
I marvel at the wonders in Nature I see
But Nature remains as a mystery to me
The beauty in Nature is ours to enjoy
I first fell in love with her as a young boy
And though the father of time mercy for us don't show
My wonderment of her only seems to grow
The brown leaves of Autumn lay near their mother tree
And the fate that befell them is also for me.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Death and Birth
Death leads to birth rather than birth, to death.
Birth is close to death and not vice versa.
Every birth is at the result of a death.
Death to birth, not birth to death, is the path.
The death of clay is the birth of a pot;
The death of the pot is the birth of clay.
Ice melts to water and water forms ice.
In each conversion, occur death and birth.
The death of a night is the birth of a day;
The death of a day is the birth of a night.
New Year means the death of the old year too.
In each transition, takes place death and birth.
The death of a seed is the birth of a plant;
The death of gametes is the birth of an embryo.
Salts die to form cells; cells die to form salts.
In each growth, form death and birth of matter.
The so called death and birth is nothing but
Deaths and births of forms made of matter.
The matter itself does not die to be born
But is converted to different forms.
Elements disappear to form plants.
Plants as food add to the animals’ flesh.
Plants and animals on death liberate
As elements, serving through worms and germs.
When a child is born, there’s no birth of life.
The embryo transforms into a child.
When a man dies, there is no death of life.
The body disintegrates to salts.
Matter, energy and life have no death
They have got one birth since when they’ve been.
They interact and come different stages
In which the pattern is death and birth.
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Day and Night
DAY goeth bold in cloth of gold,
A royal bridegroom he;
But Night in jewelled purple walks—
A Queen of Mystery.
Day filleth up his loving-cup
With vintage golden-clear;
But Night her ebon chalice crowns
With wine as pale as Fear.
Day drinks to Life, to ruddy Life,
And holds a kingly feast.
Night drinks to Death; and while she drinks—
Day rises in the East!
They may not meet; they may not greet;
Each keeps a separate way:
Day knoweth not the stars of Night,
Nor Night the Star of Day.
So runs the reign of Other Twain.
Behold! the Preacher saith
Death knoweth not the Light of Life,
Nor Life the Light of Death!
poem by Victor James Daley
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My Goddess Is Living In Nature
Inspired by the wonders of Nature the things that I see every day
And yet I know little about her from me her secrets she does hide away
And the more that I learn about her the less about her I know that I know
To me she is a source of wonder and my wonder of her only grow
The secretive ways of her wildlife there is more to a bird than it's song
Those who think they know it all about Nature are the people who have got it wrong
My Goddess is living in Nature her beauty around me I do see
She is the mother of all creation the Goddess of Land and of Sea
To the Nature Goddess who creates life I will return to one day
And in her cool and earthy bosom with all other life forms I will lay
And Nature she is an immortal she is one not destined to die
And like billions of other life forms a mere living mortal am I,
Many do believe in a hereafter of another World beyond the sky
But why none have come back to confirm of it's existence about that I do wonder why?
poem by Francis Duggan
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What Have We Got To Learn From Nature
What have we got to learn from Nature the more arrogant and ignorant do say
But from the life forms that live all around us we learn something new every day
'Tis not out of love or of passion that the songbird does bother to sing
But to defend his Nesting borders with him song is a territorial thing.
So little we know about Nature of her so much to learn and know
And the more that we do learn of her the more our awe of her does grow
The migratory birds from their Wintering grounds in Spring do fly home for to breed
The map of the World in their small brains a mystery of Nature indeed.
I believe us Humans too are Nature's life forms though many may say that is wrong
That only to Animists and Atheists such thinking could only belong
But everyone's entitled to their opinion and most believe their opinion to be right
And opinions are just that opinions to argue about not to fight.
Yet what have we got to learn from Nature from that point let us not stray
From her something new we can learn every day
And no greater teacher than her 'twould seem fair to say
Though her secrets from us she keeps hidden away.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Once Upon A Time: The Battle Of Life And Death
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?? ?? ?? (It dies It dies It dies)
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???????????? (That raise, death, being born, it dies)
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???????????????? (The vampire lives eternally, it was promised)
???????????? (That raise, death, being born, it dies)
???????????? (That raise, death, being born, it dies)
???? (Eternal death)
?????????????? (That raise, death and death are beautiful, it is beautiful)
?????????????? (That raise, death and death are beautiful, it is beautiful)
?????????????? (That raise, death and death are beautiful, it is beautiful)
???????????????? (The vampire, eternally, you live, it is beautiful)
song performed by by Good Charlotte
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When The Last Human Being
When the last human being from Planet Earth has gone
The Goddess of Nature will surely live on
Yes without us to bother her Nature will live
We take and take from her and in return little give
For our disrespect to her we will be made to pay
What goes around comes around as some do say
Nature for her extinct life forms never lament
The donosaurs came and the dinosaurs went
She gives life and the remains of her dead does receive
And in the face of death she does not laugh or grieve
But long after the last human being from the World has gone
Nature the immortal will be living on.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Each Creature In Nature
Each creature in Nature has a role to fill
Most species of birds have a different shaped bill
Between insects and seed eaters the difference is great
The beauty and wonder that Nature create.
Each life form in Nature for a purpose is born
The common brown rats though victims of scorn
Are born for some purpose though we wish them ill
And without provocation them we choose to kill.
The woodlice flightless insects that live on decay
Perform their tasks in a quiet and secretive way
The more we learn of Nature the more our wonder of her does grow
Yet so little of her ways we can claim to know.
Though habitat destruction by humans and climate change on many living things taking toll
All creatures in Nature perform their own role
And like all of her life forms to Nature us humans belong
Though many may well say I have got it wrong.
poem by Francis Duggan
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The Old Miser and his 3rd Wife
1
The Old Miser
my husband is dying
and he makes me promise
I must put all his money in his coffin
when he dies
“O my legal third wife
the only one surviving -
you must put all my money
secretly in my coffin”
Sure thing, sure thing
you Old Miser!
You made me suffer all my life
and now in your death
you want to bring away all the money
Sure thing, sure thing
you Old Miser!
2
Now, he’s dead
and I’ve arranged for his funeral
and while everyone’s busy
with all these preparations
I dutifully take all his money
from the hiding place
which he whispered to me
with his last breath
and he bit my ear and he snarled:
“Put all my money
in my coffin”
Sure thing, sure thing
you Old Miser!
You made me suffer all my life
and now in your death
you want to bring all the money away
Sure thing, sure thing
you Old Miser!
3
So I take all his money
and bring it to the bank
and deposit it in my name
and make a cheque out for 10 million
and put the cheque below his head
Sure thing, sure thing
you Old Miser!
You made me suffer all my life
and now in your death
you can take all the money away
Sure thing, sure thing
you Old Miser!
poem by Raj Arumugam
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Miracles Of Nature
A tiny dark seed to a great tree can grow
A miracle of Nature that much we do know
And Nature's miracles are many and her secrets not few
In telling you that I'm not saying anything that's new.
The miracles of Nature we witness every day
We see life existing where there is decay
Amongst the dead leaves that are strewn on the ground
Insects and slugs that live on decay are crawling around.
The Mother of Nature lives by her own law
Of her workings one only can live in awe
The life that she give she eventually receive
And for her dead children she never does grieve.
In Spring the pink blossoms on the fruit bearing tree
In Nature all around us miracles we do see
For our existence and survival to her we do owe
Yet so little about her we can claim to know.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Suttee
LAMP of my life, the lips of Death
Hath blown thee out with their sudden breath;
Naught shall revive thy vanished spark . . .
Love, must I dwell in the living dark?
Tree of my life, Death's cruel foot
Hath crushed thee down to thy hidden root;
Nought shall restore thy glory fled . . .
Shall the blossom live when the tree is dead?
Life of my life, Death's bitter sword
Hath severed us like a broken word,
Rent us in twain who are but one . .
Shall the flesh survive when the soul is gone?
poem by Sarojini Naidu
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De Ægypto
I even I, am he who knoweth the roads
Through the sky, and the wind thereof is my body.
I have beheld the Lady of Life,
I, even I, who fly with the swallows.
Green and gray is her raiment,
Trailing along the wind.
I, even I, am he who knoweth the roads
Through the sky, and the wind thereof is my body.
Manus animam pinxit,
My pen is in my hand
To write the acceptable word. . . .
My mouth to chant the pure singing!
Who hath the mouth to receive it,
The song of the Lotus of Kumi?
I, even I, am he who knoweth the roads
Through the sky, and the wind thereof is my body.
I am flame that riseth in the sun,
I, even I, who fly with the swallows.
The moon is upon my forehead,
The winds are under my lips.
The moon is a great pearl in the waters of sapphire,
Cool to my fingers the flowing waters.
I, even I, am he who knoweth the roads
Through the sky, and the wind thereof is my body.
poem by Ezra Pound
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The spring of life
Take me there
where life is free from all anxieties
where life springs with full blosson
where the life is not hell
Life manifests the obscure
for fugitive paramour
certain unveil may not lead the life
maladroit perception must not carve the life
Life flows like cascade
the breeze of florescent waves
never stop, never wipe up
it grows ever and ever.
Those who think to smash some one's life
can not be considered as a wise person
life of any creature is a special event
gifted by God for the cause of nature
Each and every life is as precious
as the life of a mankind
Life after death never comes
but death after life always comes
The entire creature is as alive
as the nature is survived
so life must not be an obstacle
for any one's life.
poem by Ramesh Rai
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The Phenomenon Of Life
Take me there
where life is free from all anxieties
where life springs with full blossom
where life is not hell
life manifests the obscure
for fugitive paramour
certain unveil reason may not lead the life
maladroit perception must not carve the life
life flows like the cascade
the breeze of florescent waves
never stop, never wipe up
it grows ever and ever
those who think to smash some one's life
can not be considered as a wise person
life of any creature is a special event
gifted by God for the cause of nature
Each and every life is as precious
as the life of a mankind
life after death never comes
but death after life always comes
the entire creature is as alive
as the nature is survived
so, life must not be an obstacle
for someone's life.
poem by Ramesh Rai
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Life After Death
(ian hunter)
Is there life, is there life?
Is there life after death?
Do you believe? oh yeah!
Is there life, is there life?
Is there life after death?
Do you believe? oh yeah!
Do you stop take another roller coaster ride
Do I beg, steal, cheat or lie? oh my is there life after death?
Oh I wish Id never smoked so much
I wish Id never felt the devils touch
All that passes through my eyes so fast. oh my.
Is there life, is there life?
Is there life after death?
Do you believe? oh yeah!
Is there life, is there life?
Is there life after death?
Do you believe? oh yeah!
Its such a sad sad song
Mother nature aint never wrong
She always tells you when youre getting on
Oh my, is there life after death?
I can hardly wait to see my face
Will I still have one in a different place
Oh youll forgive me if I hesitate, but oh my
Is there life, is there life?
Is there life after death? do you believe? oh yeah!
Is there life, is there life?
Is there life after death? do you believe? oh yeah!
Is it any wonder, I feel just a little bit under
I hear choirs filled with fenders say return to sender
Jumping information, Ive got hyperventilation
Will it help me if I walk the streets
I gotta get down search around here dragged by my feet
Oh no I never knew those (? )
Im gonna shake it, shake it, shake it, is there life after death
I cant remember when I felt so sick and rough
And now theyre gonna legalise the stuff
It sure tells you when youve had enough, off the cuff
Is there life, is there life? is there life after death? do you believe? oh yeah!
Is there life, is there life? is there life after death? do you believe,
Ive run out of breath.
song performed by by Ian Hunter
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