Dying Is A Strange Thing
Dying is a strange thing
that none of us wants,
but when it is someone else,
we want to be there
to comfort them
on their way through it.
Sometimes death comes quickly,
other times it is
agonizingly slow.
For the quick, it is a blessing.
For the others when it comes
it is a release from their suffering.
No one knows when it will come,
only that one day it will.
Best we not think of it
or worry about when or where.
Just enjoy what we have
for as long as we have it.
13 April 2012
poem by David Harris
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Death Must Be Like Dying
Death Must Be Like Dying
Date: March 30,2012
Death must be like dying
A slow swirl circling the drain
Allowing a final release…
Cutting loose the fire I've savored
The passion I've held tight to my heaving breast
It sure feels like dying, whispers steal my dying breathe
Letting go what I've touched and cherished as my own
I've laid down the promise of twilight
Exhausted from the load
I can't climb from this prison anymore
Or stand to see my soul beaten down again, again
God knows I've tried…tried so hard
To release the beast that burdens me
It clings like cancer to my soul
Heavy…like sacks of sand or wet cement
I tremble beneath the weight
Wondering, wondering…
Who can say the truth of this place
Admit the defeat, lay down the stone
Then rise to fly again…
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Copyright © 2012 Leria Hawkins, All Rights Reserved
poem by Leria Hawkins
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You Picked Me Up
You picked me up not so long ago
gave me a reason to carry on.
You gave me hope and determination
when I thought all that was gone.
You had the drive I had the ambition
and you urged me every step along the way,
but now I am losing you
and I am so far away.
I know I cannot get back to you
before the Lord takes you away.
I can only sit and worry
at what you are going through.
My heart stretches out across the miles
hoping it could be there
to comfort you as a friend
when you need comfort the most.
Heaven is calling out for you
to take you away from family and friends
and I can only sit here and remember
how you picked me up not so long ago.
9 April 2012
Author's Note:
This was written for a good friend who lives in Canada and I went to school with and who is now dying of cancer. She got me back into writing again five years ago.
poem by David Harris
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Old Comrades Sept 9th,2012
OLD COMRADES Sept 9th,2012
By
James Bredin
Many of my old RCN comrades are now long dead,
Names in my memories or graveyard stones instead,
Mentioned at association meetings where memories are fading fast,
And I sometimes wonder, how much longer, will these good times last?
I'm sorry to even say this but soon enough I'll be dead,
I'd like to have Death With Dignity so that I can plan ahead,
It's not being dead that worries me - it's the painful dying part,
It's the suffering, the agony, the pain, the sorrow and falling apart.
It's the helplessness of having to obey our Supreme Court,
And what they did to Sue Rodriguez leaves me no comfort,
How do we change the legal system and what can we do?
I don't know about you but I don't even have a clue.
Sept 9th,2012
poem by James Bredin
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Death-Statement
Death has no color at all yet
you the liar
the poet and painter
tried to make me convinced
much colorful journey to anchor
whenever the gossip begins
you cried with enthusiastic arrogance
to simply the eternity infinity
with its gorgeous act to guide the chariot
blunt bogus the orthodox maniac
never tried to catch the origin
by dying you own
words and brushes
many times illustrate
a deep romantic ambiance
as if
death is the destiny to grab
with heroic passion
liar you are
I don't believe you
the poet and painter
you only know the way to
tremendous self-suffering
to enjoy death every moment
actually you don't live
live your ideas...
Pranab k c
03/09/2012
poem by Pranab K. Chakraborty
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Dying
I'm Dying, Dying to wake up without you, without you in my head again
I'm Dying, Dying to forget about you, that you ever lived
There's a shade come over this heart that's coping with laying down to rest
I'm Dying to live without you again
I'm Dying, Dying to find a distraction, get you away from me
I'm Dying, Dying to reach a conclusion, so that the world can see
It's the same old story of love and glory that broke before it bent
I'm Dying to live without you again
The first time you left I said goodbye
Now there's not a prayer that can survive
Dying, Dying to die just to come back so we can meet again
Dying, Dying to say what I always should have said
It's a strange emotion this but there's still hope in this
As long as there's a breath...
I'm Dying and I can't live without you again
It's a strange emotion this but there's still hope in this
As long as there's a breath...
I'm Dying and I can't live without you
I'm Dying and I can't live without you again
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Mistaken Identity
There are many times I have been mistaken
for something I am not.
People mistake me as an ordained priest,
but in fact, I am not.
You could call me an actor
who just happens to live the part.
Admittingly I do most things
a real priest would in their lives do,
give comfort to the sick and dying
and other things do.
However please do not be mistaken
that is not acting, its just part of my personality,
something I have always done
even before I got the part.
Those who needed my words of comfort
always seemed to find me,
and I would never turn them away.
Don’t ask me why I am this way;
there is no answer I can give you.
I hate to see suffering
whether it be in friend or foe.
I made a promise to myself
a long, long time ago
that if I could make someone smile
each and every day,
then I would be smiling too.
There have been a very few times occasions
when that promise has been broken,
because sometimes I could not do it.
They were mainly when
great sadness caught up with me,
but most of the time you will find me
with a smile on my face
and mischievous twinkle in my eye.
That is because at heart
I am something of a clown
and a practical joker.
One thing I am not
and something I will never be
is what many people call me,
and that is an angel
as there are too many faults
that lie behind me.
14 August 2008
poem by David Harris
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Enjoy the life
Eat...
Every day...
Drink
Every day...
Do sex
Every day...
Work every day...
Love every day...
Earn money
Every day...
Enjoy every day
Death is one day
For life
Thats all
Don't bee worry...
Each every thing
Fun to enjoy...
You did not enjoy
Waste for day
In your's life...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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All In All
Every day you
See the calander...
One day was
Death;
Every day...
So enjoy the
Each day...
If you can not
Enjoy today
You are fulish...
Day by day
You also died
On your life
Day's...
Ok...don't
Angry...
Don't
Hurry...
Don't
Worry...
Any thig
Some thing
Youhope and
Happy and
Enjoy with
The day...
All in all
Start fast
Today...
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Democracies Can Change Oct 27th,2012
DEMOCRACIES CAN CHANGE OCT 27TH,2012
BY
JAMES BREDIN
If Pauline Marois can get death-with-dignity for Quebec,
It will then be provincial health and we wont be up to our neck,
Because, if she can do it, we can do it, despite Ottawa crowd,
While they scream that death-with-dignity is just not allowed.
How many times can we read their assisted-suicide stuff?
Both sides claiming that they are right and they've had enough,
From politicians and priests and judges who claim that they care,
And others who would go to Switzerland if they had the fare.
Our inability to change is a sign that something is wrong,
Like Sue Rodriguez, dying in pain and forced to go along,
If Canada is a true democracy; then why can't we change?
If we can find a good political leader and why is this so strange?
OCT 27TH,2012
poem by James Bredin
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An Ode To Dying
An ode to dying
by Renee'
As I walk through this Dark Valley
With this never ending pain in my belly
I cry, why?
Why? Why? Why?
I’m lost in this spinning world
I’m so alone
I cry here on my own
I can’t take its highs and lows anymore
This pain and suffering hurts so sore
I don’t want to live no more
No sleep
No food
No! No! No!
I cry, why?
Why? Why? Why?
I just want to die
Die! Die! Die!
No friends
No lovers
No one
No! No! No!
Let me lie in death’s cold bosom
Let me feel death’s dark peace
Please death, give me this release
No more crying
No more tears
No more lies
No more! No more!
Don’t come near
For I’m full of hurt, I fear
I’m full of hate
Don’t come near
I need to walk through death’s door, my dear
No love
No hate
No smiles
Just peace
Oh give me this release
poem by Renee' Stretch
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Will this be my last breathe
Will this be my last breathe
A question or doubt
That occurs to us
At times and the frequency of which
Becomes more
With advancing age
The anxiety is not out of way
As we witness people
Dying suddenly of a number of
Disease conditions and
System disorders
Leave alone,
People in large numbers meeting their ends
In man made accidents and
Natural calamities
No one knows for sure
How, when and where the
Death would conquer him or her
It can be while sleeping
It can be on an operation theatre
It can be while partying
It can be any time, any where and any how
And one day
Any one has to depart
It is natural
When this thought strikes
One would quickly take a relook
Of the entire life path
The tasks unfinished
The dreams unrealized
The goals unaccomplished
The wealth left behind
The love and affection of dearest ones
And range of things
That impacted his or her living
Positively or otherwise
These days, the person struck by this thought
Would, very likely, think about the
Possible financial benefits
From the life insurance funds
To the kith and kin
One fact, most people miss to note
Is that
When this is really the last breathe
There need not be any more worries
As all worldly things associated with the person
Become insignificant immediately after this
If at all, any one is to worry
Are the people left behind
The nearest one worrying maximum
The extent of worry dilutes
With the distance of association
Peripheries not even making a note
Of one’s departure
Least worrying person
Is the one who departs as
Nothing really happens to him or her
Who is going to breathe last
The physical pain associated with death
And emotional pain of moving away
From belongings vanish all on a sudden
Traditional wisdom points out
To one simple thing
Keep your cool
Know and feel the fact
That you are relieved of all
Attachment and bond
Associated with this body
You are not the one to worry any further
It is for people around you to do that
As they will be the one to stand
The impact of your departure
You cannot in any manner contribute a thing
Towards alleviating their pain
Breathe your last in peace and comfort
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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Death occurs, it does not exist
Death, as we all know
Marks the termination
Of a life process
It is the climax of a
Natural process
Where a life system takes birth
Grows, matures
And meets end
It only occurs
And has no existence as such
We fear death
As we know we are going to die one day
We fear most
The aftermath of our departure
Than what really is going to happen to us after death
Death takes not even a split of a second
To fructify
But we ponder over that
And its impact
Much much longer
We just need to know
That we cannot escape this ultimate end
And enjoy living as much as we can
In a fair and socially acceptable manner
Without troubling others around
Factually, living itself
Is indeed a preparation for death only
Because you are going to die the way you lived
A matured, well balanced living
Leads to a similar departure
A chasing, hurried living
Leads to a unplanned demise
Leaving behind others to chase and hurry
An ever complaining ways of living
Leads to a death
After which the near and dear ones
Have a lot to complain
A compassionate and considerate living
Leads to a death
Making others be the same with every one
Death is peaceful only
Health conditions may at times
Someone be hospitalised for long
And someone incapacitated
And some others becoming a real burden
All these have nothing to do with dying peacefully
As long the person to die
Remains in peace and comfort
No need to get reminded
That we die each time we breathe out
As we are not sure
Whether or not we are going to
Brathe in immediately after that
Let us live
Strengthening ourselves
With the understanding
That death does not exist
But, it is going to occur
Only once, somewhere, somehow, sometime
poem by Bashyam Narayanan
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When The Long Day Has Faded
When the long day has faded to its end,
The flowers gone, and all the singing done,
And there is no companion left save Death-
Ah! there is one,
Though in her grave she lies this many a year,
Will send a violet made of her blue eyes,
A flowering whisper of her April breath,
Up through the sleeping grass to comfort me,
And in the April rain her tears shall fall.
poem by Richard Le Gallienne
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Release Me
I know that its time for a change
Mmm but when that change comes
Will you still feel the same?
How many times have I tried to turn this love around?
I dont want to give up
But baby its time I had two feet on the ground
Can you release me
Can you release me
Now that youre gone I cant help myself from wondering
Oh, if youd have come down from your high
Would weve been all right?
Release me
Can you release me
Chorus:
Come on baby, come on baby
You knew it was time to just let go
cause we want to be free
But somehow its just not that easy
Come on darlin, hear me darlin
cause youre a waste of time for me
Im trying to make you see
That baby youve just got to release me
Release me
Release me
Im not going back to you anymore
Finally my weakened heart is healing though very slow
So stop coming around my door
cause youre not gonna find
What youre looking for
(chorus)
What is this power youve got on me
What is this power, oh
What is it,what is it
(chorus)
Release me
Will you release me
Ah...release me
Will you release me
song performed by by Wilson Phillips
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Sweet Release
I hope (I hope) she lights that candle
I hope (I hope) she shows me everything and all that light can bring
Her skin (her skin), it begs my worship
Like a mad temple crowd
I crush her, she goes down
We melt up from the ground?
Up to better times, sweet release, take me now, take me now
Up to better times, sweet release, take me now, take me now, yeah
Doubt (doubt), get right behind me
You're a cloud, just a blemish on the sun
And there's better times to come
Our love, this cloak and dagger
This silent will to brighten everything
And find the road that leads?
Up to better times, sweet release, take me now, take me now
Up to better times, sweet release, take me now, take me now, yeah,
oh
Oh, and if we die tonight, take our leave from this plastic place
Become the dove, just fly away?
Up to better times, sweet release, take me now, take me now
Come on baby up to your better times
Your sweet release, take me now, take me now, oh
Oohh oooh
Oh.
song performed by by Live
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We Must
We must enjoy
everyday we got
as death comes quickly
and we depart.
We must savour
every minute we have,
enjoy all the beauties
each second brings
before death
comes knocking on our door.
6 February 2008
poem by David Harris
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I Wanted To Write A Poem For My Children
I WANTED TO WRITE A POEM FOR MY CHILDREN
I wanted to write a poem for my children
And tell them how much I love them
And care for them
And how much goodness and blessing
They have given me
And how grateful I am to them
And how much I love them
And how I worry for them
And pray to God
To help them have lives of goodness and blessing
I wanted to write a poem for my children
So that if and when I am not here
They will have the thought and memory of me
In such a way as to strengthen themselves
I want to help my children
In my death as in my life
I do not know if that is possible
I will hurt them by dying
I may hurt them worse by being sick for a long time
I pray to God
They will be alright without me
I pray to God
They will have families of their own
I pray to God they will have lives of goodness and blessing
And love their children and be blessed by them
As I have been loved and blessed by mine.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Death With Dignity Please Sept 21st,2012
Death with dignity please Sept 21st,2012
By
James Bredin
I'm going to die but I don't know when, where, how or why,
And you are too; so we should all prepare to say goodbye,
Therefore it would be nice to arrange this whole dying affair,
Have legal death with dignity though some don't seem to care.
Some religious types and politicians are totally opposed,
Though it's a freedom of choice thing and not government imposed,
I realize of course that this in itself is not a nice subject,
And neither is dying but we can't avoid it or reject.
Nowadays it's a subject hidden in the background somewhere,
Seldom mentioned in our papers so we can't compare in despair,
Some people have gone to Switzerland where it's allowed and legal,
Where they don't need five lawyers to die and a paralegal.
Sept 21st,2012
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Rest Of My Life
Am I the only one that feels alone
Though, all is home
Emotions flow
Am I the only one that hears the tears run down my face
Would anybody recognize at all
[CHORUS]
Cause I know
I'm so slow
But I'm trying
And I'm still dying to know
Say you won't leave for the rest of my (life)
Life's the only thing that deals the pain
Like pouring rain
Breeding hate
And I don't wanna do no wrong
My God, it's been so long
Please comfort me
Before I go insance
[CHORUS]
song performed by by Unwritten Law
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Dont You Worry bout A Thing
(s. wonder)
Everybodys got a thing
But some dont know how to handle it
Always reachin out in vain
Just taking the things not worth havin
Chorus:
But dont you worry bout a thing
Dont you worry bout a thing (dont you worry, baby)
cause Ill be standing on the side when you check it out
They say your style of lifes a drag
And that you must go other places
Just dont you feel too bad
When you get fooled by smiling faces
Chorus
When you get off your trip
Dont you worry bout a thing
Dont you worry bout a thing
Chorus
Everybody needs a change
A chance to check out the new
Youre the only one who see
The changes you take yourself through
Dont you worry bout a thing
Dont you worry bout a thing (sweet baby)
cause Ill be standin in the wings when you check it out
Dont you worry bout a thing
Dont you worry bout a thing
Dont worry, dont worry, dont worry cause Ill be right here waitin for you baby
Repeat (fade)
song performed by by Incognito
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