Why would you be afraid of death? It would be an inconvenience. I have a lot of undone things and it's bound to get in the way. But, no, it doesn't scare me at all.
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For your inconvenience
I will pay more money
I will make you beg to me
For your inconvenience
I will swallow my pride
I will play cheap drama
For your inconvenience
I will look right into your eyes
I will never let you escape
For your inconvenience
I will question every action
I will show more confidence
For your inconvenience
I will create a labyrinth
I will put you on my chess board
For your inconvenience
I will block your sight
I will hide the answer you ask
For your inconvenience
I will make your life difficult
I will torture you to death
For your inconvenience
I will manipulate your words
I will trick your mind
For your inconvenience
I will grow false sympathy
I will make you follow me
For your inconvenience
I will catch your feeling
I will disturb your dream
For your inconvenience
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Fundamental of Liar Chapter XCVI: Fear
I don’t afraid of being old, I’m only afraid of being weak
I don’t afraid of being ugly, I’m only afraid of being useless
I don’t afraid of being nameless, I’m only afraid of being not loved
I don’t afraid of being lost, I’m only afraid of being blind
I don’t afraid of being dumb, I’m only afraid of being hopeless
I don’t afraid of being poor, I’m only afraid of being ungrateful
I don’t afraid of being loser, I’m only afraid of being coward
I don’t afraid of being bound, I’m only afraid of being fake
I don’t afraid of being wrong, I’m only afraid of being oblivious
I don’t afraid of being suffered, I’m only afraid of being surrender
I don’t afraid of being alone, I’m only afraid of being bored
I don't afraid of being loss, I'm only afraid of being lied
poem by Maria Sudibyo
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Oh! Death!
i'm afraid of death
i'm so scared
think about death make me mad
no, i'm afraid to die
to lay in the coffin alone
no, it sound so scary
mum, i'm afraid to die
i'm still young to die
i'm afraid of death
i'm afraid to be buried
it is dark in the grave
no, im afraid
i wish death is not exist
why must i die one day?
i'm afraid of death
poem by Renathe Paulinus
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It Is Not An Inconvenience
What is it that you need,
I have not yet to give...
Or bestowed upon your desired wants.
The passion you receive,
Comes from the best side of me.
And if I have not been at your beck and call,
To service a whim...
That is when you seem to begin,
Displaying to no end those things impossible.
It is not an inconvenience,
For me to be with you as I please.
It is not an inconvenience,
To sacrifice my needs,
For yours if this satisfies an encouragement...
That flourishes and endures.
But there is whining that sickens when it starts.
You appear to be unhappy with those blessings you've got.
And I get repulsed quick,
By demands made of greedy people.
It is not an inconvenience,
For me to be with you as I please.
It is not an inconvenience,
To sacrifice my needs,
For yours if this satisfies an encouragement...
That flourishes and endures.
But there is whining that sickens when it starts.
You appear to be unhappy with those blessings you've got.
And I get repulsed quick,
By demands made of greedy people.
What is it that you need,
I have not yet to give...
Or bestowed upon your desired wants.
Are you pushing me to flaunt my agitation?
It is not an inconvenience,
For me to be with you as I please.
It is not an inconvenience,
To sacrifice my needs,
For yours if this satisfies an encouragement...
That flourishes and endures.
But don't explore or solicit,
My tolerance you believe needs testing...
For it to be identified and acknowledged.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Vociferous
You are my infinite
life and death
and because of you
I am not afraid
to be afraid
because your hands
honed my calluses,
combed my mane,
and tamed my fangs
and taught the lion
to meander undone
and tonight, as the mountain
goes brown and slowly
and the moon masquerades
I roar for you again
over and over
until your mountains
will be moved
poem by Norman Santos
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Simple And Clean
You're givin me too many things
Lately you're all I need
you smiled at me and said,
Dont get me wrong I love you
But does that mean I have to meet your father?
When we are older you'll understand
What I meant when I said no
I don't think life is quite that simple
When you walk away
You don't hear me say please
Oh baby don't go
Simple and clean is the way that you're makin me feel tonight
It's hard to let it go
The daily things that keep us all busy
Are confusing me
That's when you came to me and said,
Wish I could prove I love you
But does that mean I have to walk on water?
When we are older you'll understand
It's enough when I say so
And maybe some things are that simple
When you walk away
You don't hear me say please
Oh baby don't go
Simple and clean is the way that you're makin me feel tonight
It's hard to let it go
Hold me
Whatever lies beyond this moring
Is a little later on
Regardless of warnings the future doesn't scare me at all
Nothing's like before
When you walk away
You don't hear me say please
Oh baby don't go
Simple and clean is the way that you're makin me feel tonight
It's hard to let it go
Hold me
Whatever lies beyond this moring
Is a little later on
Regardless of warnings the future doesn't scare me at all
Nothing's like before
Hold me
Whatever lies beyond this moring
Is a little later on
Regardless of warnings the future doesn't scare me at all
Nothing's like before
song performed by by Utada Hikaru
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Death and I
When death comes
I’ll need not love –
Consumed,
No wreath or dove
Could offer me salvation,
Not when I’m no more.
A weathered stone will bear my name –
Identity of once a being
Living out existence in
A world of risk, and never seeing
Sense of why we’re here.
My genes will die away thro’ child –
Hue of eyes and hair, the way of thought,
Will quickly dim with generation –
Bow to future dominance –
Memories of provenance
Resigned to curious few.
When death comes
I’ll need not grace
Below; no grieving face
Will call my resurrection,
Not when I’m at ground –
Death and I so bound.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2011
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poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Death
Death is bad
No one wants to die
But death doesn't know
How to kill
Yet death is inevitable
But I dont fear death
If I live the right life,
Then I will not be
Afraid to die
My legacy will live
After me for a hundred years.
poem by Efe Benjamin
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Afraid?
Too many people are afraid to speak.
Is it because they're too damned weak?
Afraid to stand out
afraid to shout
or just plain afraid and meek?
Too many people are afraid to yell.
Is it because they're afraid of hell?
Afraid of the crowd,
afraid to be loud
or just plain afraid of death's knell?
Too many people are afraid to hear.
Is it because of what they fear?
Afraid of the unknown,
afraid to be shown
or just plain afraid of what isn't clear?
Fear, fear
It is always here.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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I'm Afraid
I had suffered to have you
I has risk my life to find you
I am not afraid of death
I am not afraid to fight
I'm afraid of losing you '
I'm afraid of saying goodbye
I'm afraid of dying alone
Baby i'm afraid
poem by Guenael Oristel
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So Afraid
So afraid to say
I love you.
So afraid to say
I do.
So afraid to say
all the things that matter.
So afraid to let
the emotions go,
you want to and need to,
but something keeps holding you back.
You are so afraid to say
the things you really want to say.
Therefore, you make excuses
to say them another day.
5 September 2008
poem by David Harris
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There Are Times When I Am Not Afraid To Die
There are times when I am not afraid to die-
But sometimes I am so afraid I frighten myself -
And other times when I don’t know exactly what I feel
Not to speak of the times I try to deny to myself,
When I somehow wish I was out of it and it was over already-
We live in these complexities and contradictions of feelings within ourselves-
Not only about Death but about so much else in life-
I am not afraid of anything now
But now I am writing and not really thinking about anything
But this poem-
Give me a little time-
I will be afraid so afraid of death I will be ashamed to tell you about it.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Death
Death is a gift from heavens above,
Death is something you can not run from,
Death is something you can not regret,
Death is a wish,
A wish you might soon to regret,
Death can scare you,
You can not cheat death's design,
Death is not a game,
Death is something you might not win,
When you number is called you know death is calling for you,
Theres no pain, No more regrets, No more broken hearts,
Someday soon we all will die in deaths arms.
poem by Jennifer Rondeau
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Coincidence
Love, may have just come to bury me
But I'm not afraid of what I see
I'm not afraid of the world
Time, has gathered us here by coincidence
Thats why what I say doesn't make any sense
Life, may have just come to bury me
But I'm not afraid of what I see
I'm not afraid of the world
We, we're all gathered us here by coincidence
Thats why what we say doesn't make any sense
You, may have just come to carry me
Beyond the things I've ever seen
Love, may have just come to bury me
But I'm not afraid of what I see
song performed by by I Am Kloot
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Afraid V.s. Knowing
i have two side,
but, don't we all?
one afraid to face challenge,
but, the other side know,
i'll will make it through,
even in the times,
life doesn't seem to matter,
i have a feeling i will be fine,
even when everything feels,
crazy and out of control,
a part of me still knows,
life gets hard,
but i have to fight through,
who else is going to do it for me?
i'm learning along the way,
that it's okay to be afraid,
of the things,
i can no longer control,
because in the end,
there's a reason,
for why things happen,
being afraid is an emotion,
i'm not use to,
it was the other part of myself,
i wasn't accepting,
but, now it's apart of me,
because it's who i am,
human like everybody else.
Copyright © 2009
11-17-09
poem by Mona Martinez
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Lose The Respect And Reputation?
Entering into somebody's house,
Scare while one goes into,
Scare while one returns from,
Scare while one is enjoying the desire,
Scare while one is trying to hide his activities from others;
While there is fear and scare forever,
why one does not consider the risk
of entering into somebody's house,
of desirous to have contact with somebody's wife
and lose the respect and reputation? (naalatiyaar 83)
There is always fear of
Sexually Transmitted Disease,
Acquired Immuno Deficiency Syndrome,
Beware of your activity!
poem by V.K. Kanniappan
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Be Afraid
be afraid of the things that you see
and does nothing for you
be afraid of those who appear like
the people that you meet
for they may not be the way they seem
to be
be afraid of those that shake your hands
for they may have other plans
be afraid when you do not fear
something so harmful maybe near
be afraid of almost everything &
when all the fear is spent when things are over
be strong and confident be another lover forever
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Death Doesn't Ask
Death doesn't ask when I want to die
Death doesn't ask if I will die night or day
Death doesn't ask me which day I want to die
Death doesn't ask me if I am happy or sad to die
poem by Aldo Kraas
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I Am Death
I am Death
Whom many fear
To face directly
When I'm near
I am Death
Used as a joke
When really I
scare all folk
I am Death
Unmerciful
When it's time
to take a soul
I am Death
And I take your life
Your lover, your friend,
Your husband, you wife
I am Death
Misunderstood
Because I take what I need
But not what I could.
Just Because
Just because you did
Doesn't mean that you should
Just because you can
Doesn't mean that you could
Just because you are able
Doesn't mean you would
Just because you sat
Doesn't mean you should‘ve stood.
Just because you spoke
Doesn't mean that you thought
Just because you looked
Doesn't mean that you sought
Just because you argued
Doesn't mean that you fought
Just because you dreamed
Doesn't mean that you wished not.
Just because you cried
Doesn't mean that you wept
Just because you had
Doesn't mean that you kept
Just because you cleaned
Doesn't mean that you swept
Just because you said yes
Doesn't mean that you accept.
Just because you gathered
Doesn't mean that you own
Just because you gave up
Doesn't mean that you were alone
Just because you saw
Doesn't mean that you were shown
Just because you expiate
Doesn't mean you should atone.
Just because your old
Doesn't mean that you have flaws
Just because you won
Doesn't mean you have to applause
Just because you waited
Doesn't mean that you paused
Just because you were you
Doesn't mean anything, because.
Randy L. McClave
poem by Randy McClave
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