The end of all life,
The painful death of Earth,
The loss of the Earth,
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Our Heav'nly Race
Just two, two choices we’ve got on this planet:
life, life and death, death;
life on earth, eternal life in heav’n above,
and death here on earth, eternal death in hell below.
But questions, questions ask we ourselves below:
‘How do we live here on this planet? ’
‘what’s our rewards aft’r death? ’
Death is inevitable gentle young man:
plants die, animals die, we too must die
and sleep in Mr. Death’s grave;
we must die in flesh, not on soul returning to God.
Isaiah holiness, let’s accept
that our death may be our sweet pillow for rest
or we due to second death eternal in hell!
poem by Eche Ononukwe
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Passing of Things
All we have in the here and now, will be used or lost somehow,
When this life on earth is past, nothing on earth for us will last.
As we leave this world behind, we enter one, beyond our mind,
Even our bodies God will replace, through His Amazing Grace.
On earth moth and rust destroy, things that give us earthly joy,
Bringing to our life loss and pain, from items we cannot regain.
As this life comes to the end, there is eternity around the bend,
And as life comes to a close, an Eternal Life for all God chose.
Thoughts again of loss, never, as we have life in Christ forever,
For God chose men He knew, would believe His Son to be true.
Planning for men who believe, an eternity minds can’t conceive,
With their own eternal abode, that moth or rust will ever corrode.
But unbelievers will never see, the Heaven prepared for eternity,
They’ll experience greater loss, in denying the love of the cross.
Content with things of the earth, they see no need for new birth,
One in which they’re born of God, to live above this earthly sod.
They refuse to believe in Christ, and will never enter Eternal Life,
They obtain nothing from Him; who gave His life for all their sin.
As crowns are given to those, who follow Jesus Christ who rose,
At his feet the crowns we’ll cast, entering an eternity that will last.
(Copyright ©11/2007)
Parents
My Ma
Is in her
Late sixties.
My Baba
In his
Early seventies.
Going by the
Average
Life span
Of people
Living in
India,
They don't have
Very many
Years to live.
It's a loss for me.
It's a loss for them.
When life has
Nothing more
To give.
All the grudges
You have
Against your
Parents,
Just let them go,
For when they go,
You'll keep grudging
About all the love
You couldn't show.
Because of them
You've seen
The light
Of this earth.
Be grateful…
For they've
Brought you
To this earth.
You owe them
Your life.
Whatever they could,
They did their best.
Now it's time
To put matters
At rest.
They are your
Parents.
Were they good
Or not so good,
You'll always
Miss them.
(Poem themed on Ageing)
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Truth Of Life!
Oh! The great death, the grand gift of life
Knows not the young or old, rich or poor
Visits all, acts as double edged knife
Can take the body, soul never!
None desires death, but that death spares none
For the good or bad, read or unread
Death brings pain and grief, sure gives not fun
None on earth wants death, that comes unsaid!
Man with wealth ever in fear of death
Men sans wealth with love for kith and kin
All in constant fear and worry
Over death none has control any!
Truth of life is certainty of death
Do thy duty, face death bold on earth!
poem by Subbaraman N V
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Oh! Why?
You live and you die
Why?
Why do you go
And make others cry?
Why does every life
End up in a Sigh?
Why do we live
If we have to die?
Is there anyone out there
Who can answer my Whys?
It is very painful to see
Orphaned children cry.
Husbands and wives
Having empty beds to lie.
Why is Death so Ruthless?
God so Thoughtless?
Why does He bring us
To this world?
Gives us feelings
And relations
To love, care
Smile and cry...
And then we tend to become
'Emotionless'.
Clutching a heavy heart
Yet standing in this world
All alone - motionless.
Showing our 'strong' selves
And our 'masked' faces.
Though we all feel weak
And so very vulnerable -
In the mighty throes of Death.
O God! Why are you so
Careless, Mindless,
Heartless...
Giving us a life
That is so very pointless
B'cos the day we die
We lose everything.
No relations
No home
No family
No love
No kisses nor cuddles
Going away alone
To a world unknown
How frightening and lonesome
Can that solitary feeling be...
Leaving our loved ones
Behind
And a life so futile
Like so many lives
Being put to death
Day in and day out
Countless, Ceaseless...
God! come to Earth
And feel for yourself
What it is to live
And to die -
Loved ones crying
Before your bleary eyes
As you pass away...
And bereaved ones
Mourning in agony
For years -
Many more...
Oh! Why? Oh! Why? Oh! Why?
Why do we have to live
If we all have to die...
The loss of a loved one
Is so very painful -
As if we all live to lose
And everyday
We live to die...
(This poem is dedicated to Radha Mami, a lovely lady who lost her life to Cancer on October 6th' 2007.)
poem by Aparna Chatterjee
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Down To Earth
Well, I wake up
And Im slowly
A-comin down.
Im just tryin
To get my feet back
On the ground.
I got more
Of an idea
Just exactly
What Im worth.
Baby, baby, I wake up
And Im comin
Down to earth.
Yeah, baby, baby, I wake up
And Im comin
Down to earth.
Was i
Ever wrong
About so much?
Thats all you get,
Get completely
Out of touch.
And its a very, very, very, very painful thing
When you witness your
Death and your birth.
Baby, baby, baby, I wake up,
I wake up
And Im comin
Down to earth.
Yeah,
Baby, baby, baby, I wake up
And Im comin
Down to earth,
Yeah.
Back here,
Back here
On the planet,
A-been a long, long, long fall,
But thats
Always just a problem
When you think you know it all.
And its a very, very, very, very, very painful thing
When you witness your own
Death and your birth.
Baby, baby, I wake up, I wake up
And Im comin
Down to earth.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I wake up
And Im comin
Down to earth.
Yeah,
Yeah,
Yeah, I wake up
And Im comin,
Babe, I wake up, I wake up.
Ow!, woke up this mornin,
I walked out, walked out the door,
Got in my car and I drove
Down the road,
Down the road.
I woke up,
I woke up,
And I woke up,
Yeah, yeah, yeah i,
Babe, I wake up,
I wake up,
I wake up.
song performed by by Van Morrison
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Death Awaits
From the day we are born death waits for us
Every second, minute, hour, death comes a little closer
Death waits for us for when we make the wrong mistake
Or death even waits for age to take us off this earth
Death would not be considered a nice fate
But for some with illnesses and dying of old age
It is the close of hurt, and a step into a new chapter
Death can be painful, or peaceful but only fate knows which is for you
poem by Jordan Miller
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Here On Earth …, There In Heaven…
Here on earth imperfection, there in heaven perfection
Here on earth discontent, there in heaven content
Here on earth disgrace, there in heaven grace
Here on earth disease, there in heaven ease
Here on earth hatred, there in heaven love
Here on earth war, there in heaven peace
Here on earth decay, there in heaven freshness
Here on earth selfish, there in heaven selfless
Here on earth oppression, there in heaven liberty
Here on earth agonize, there in heaven relax
It’s either on earth, or in heaven
The decision, all yours
poem by Obed Akuma
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Mission to Earth, A Child is Born!
Mission to Earth, mission on Earth
A baby cries, cold air, no warmth
No womb comfort, a life, a journey begins.
Mission to Earth, mission on Earth
A universe spreads forth,
Horizon, spreads a hand and boundless.
Mission to Earth, mission on Earth
Giggles and applause, the friendly stars
Frowns and yellow eyes, the jealous frogs
Mission to Earth, Mission on Earth
The cross, he bears all, a thorn as crown
A mission, to save a life, though so thankless!
poem by Charles Jagongo Ogola
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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
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Death Revolution
Sun, the life Giver,
Is he a life Giver?
He should be, but how?
As I think, we were a part of him
The Earth, of course
The Planet of life
But at first it was ‘Death Revolution’
As she shaped the Sun,
With hot mind and fire.
Of course, the Sun is older,
Much older, than whom?
Is there an answer?
The Earth too is old
As old as the Death Revolution
I think the Sun,
Chose the Earth, the Third
To run aside.
Slowly, slowly she came to life,
With beautiful greenery all alive
Still the sun,
Not letting down,
Burning himself, he work for all
Not as a thing
But as a guard! !
2004
© Copyright Aiswarya T Anish
poem by Aiswarya T. Anish
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Hopes and fears hook us.
Hope of gain is more cheerful than the gain.
Hope of love is more charming than the love.
Hope of life is more assuring than the life.
Being slave to hopes, we enjoy most
Fear of loss is more dreadful than the loss.
Fear of pain is more painful than the pain.
Fear of death is more horrible than the death.
Being slave to fears, we suffer most.
04.04.2008
poem by Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar
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Satan Is Overrated
Earth is a looking glass that allows the Universe to see itself.
Satan has convinced you that higher realms are better than Earth. He does not tell you that boredom is your only sin and death merely your last breath.
Revel in the little deaths of your ecstasies for all life spawns from death.
Heed not his serpentine tongue…
ROTMS
poem by Ray Lucero
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In the middle
What is there in the middle
you searchout and say
searching is life
life is not finding anything.
What you said is meaningless
What you did is meaningless.
You are not the earth
The earth is not under your control.
Who you are say you can
Where you are search first.
This is the earth and
here there is no death no birth.
Search what is there.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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Love, Dreaming of Death
I dreamt my little boys were dead
And I was sitting wild and lone;
On closed unmoving knees my head
Lay rigid as a stone.
And thus I sat without a tear,
And though I drew life’s painful breath,
All life to me seemed cold and drear,
And comfortless as death:
Sat on the earth as on a bier,
Where loss and ruin lived alone,
Without the comfort of a tear—
Without a passing groan.
And there was stillness everywhere,
Ensphering one wide sense of woe;
The stillness of a world’s despair,
Whose tides had ceased to flow.
Yea, so eternal seemed my grief,
Time moved out, neither slow nor fast,
Nor recked I whether periods brief
Or centuries had passed.
It was as if to marble cold
My loss had petrified the air,
And I was shut within its hold,
Made deathless by despair.
Made deathless in a world of death,
There ever sitting wild and lone,
With all but one pent painful breath
Transmutted into stone.
And more the gorgon horror crushed
With dry petrific pressure in,
Till forth my waking spirit rushed
With agonizing din!
And oh! What joy it was to wake—
To cast that haggard dream away,
And from its stony influence break
Into the living day!
I sought the objects of my care,
And felt, while I embraced the twain,
How much even from a dream’s despair
A father’s love may gain.
When this dream-record long ago
I penned, how little did I deem
That yet a distant coming woe
Was shadowed in its theme.
For ah! Of that beloved twain,
The lips of one, then warm with breath,
I since have kissed unkissed again,
For they were cold in death.
A swift wild death! And when I think
Of all that I have lost thereby,
My heart hath pangs that seem to drink
All Mara’s waters dry;
Yea, pangs that would my life destroy,
Did faith not whisper oft between:
“Peace! Sire of an immortal boy
Beyond this mortal scene.”
poem by Charles Harpur
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Love And Loss
Loss molds our lives in many ways,
And fills our souls with guesses;
Upon our hearts sad hands it lays
Like some grave priest that blesses.
Far better than the love we win,
That earthly passions leaven,
Is love we lose, that knows no sin,
That points the path to Heaven.
Love, whose soft shadow brightens Earth,
Through whom our dreams are nearest;
And loss, through whom we see the worth
Of all that we held dearest.
Not joy it is, but misery
That chastens us, and sorrow;
Perhaps to make us all that we
Expect beyond To-morrow.
Within that life where time and fate
Are not; that knows no seeming:
That world to which death keeps the gate
Where love and loss sit dreaming.
poem by Madison Julius Cawein
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Earth And Sun
Darkness surrounded the earth,
No sign of life,
Nothing could be seen.
Suddenly shining stars appeared,
Earth received the light from th sun,
And there started the life.
Beautiful the earth looked,
With living organisms on it,
And it was noticed because of the sun's light.
Larger the sun grew as days passed,
Burned the earth with no mercy,
And at last earth itself was eaten by the sun.
poem by Melam Tashi Tamang
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Breath of Death
Death is not death-
It is life without breath.
Life on earth is life that is blind-
Blinded by stress and the curse of time…
True life is life that remains untied,
Pure life is life that has honor and pride.
The cold breathe of death actually guilds-
It guilds to a place where darkness subsides…
Passed the shadow a secluded warmth is seen,
Benevolence and compassion becomes pristine.
Yes, this death is death indeed
A death of pain and an unheard plead.
However death is not death-
Only life without breath.
poem by Brad Lomeli
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Death is... A Compilation of Death Poetry
(10/05/2000)
Death is when your loved ones must depart
Death is a sharp pain to the heart
Death is a feeling of permanent sadness & pain
Death is when your loved ones have forever gone away
Death is a call to heaven or hell
Death is an eternal mansion or cell
Death is a lesson to learn about
Death is a loss, without a doubt
Death is an unhappy feeling to have
Death is unpleasant on anyone's behalf
Death is something we all will go through
Death is a storm waiting to brew
Death is a lingering crow always overhead
Death is a soul, done being fed
Death is cruel,
Death is unfair,
Why death?
Does death care?
Death is unkind,
Death breaks hearts,
Why death?
Do you like to part?
Death is here,
Death is there,
Why death?
Why be everywhere?
Death is the end,
Death is to die,
Why death?
To make people cry?
Death was created,
Death is still here,
Why death?
We live in fear,
Death is death,
Death is dead,
Why death?
Because death said.
Death is forever, so don’t flirt with death
Death is painful, so stay away from knifes
Death is not for lovers, so don’t die
Death is not for me, so don’t even try
Death is never clear, so be careful
Death is never fun, so stay away from strangers
Death is never pleasing, so don’t get caught up in the hype
Death is never fair, so get use to it
Death is always occurring, so don’t forget it
Death is never what u expect, so expect the unexpected
Death is not for you, so please don’t give up
Death is forever, so don’t forget that
poem by Shenise Ashmeade
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Akatova Na Machozi Mengi
Akatova na machozi mengi
After he past away here on earth
And everybody is grieving here on earth
That was a big loss for all everybody that knew him
poem by Aldo Kraas
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