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Poem about Death

Updated on November 8, 2011
My son when he was born....
My son when he was born....

Cold, frightened, alone,

Strange hands holding me,

Sounds of unfamiliar voices,

Strange instruments surround me.

At last, I feel warm and safe,

Loving arms holding me,

Sounds of loving voices,

Soft teddy bears all around.

Quickly growing with loving memories,

Making friends and discovering myself,

Clearing the way for my own path,

Not knowing what the path may bring.

Older now, with my own family,

Loving with all that I am,

Enjoying everyone around me,

Happy with the path I chose.

Even older now, I see a wrinkle,

My children have children of their own,

They come to see me with an abundance of love,

Happiness is my essence.

Breathing harder now, my body is weak,

Loved ones all around me shedding tears,

Confusion, where am I, what's going on,

You're in the hospital they tell me lovingly.

Cold, frightened, alone,

Strange hands touching me,

Sounds of unfamiliar voices,

Strange instruments all around.

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      petermcguire4 5 years ago

      Existentialism began with Soren Kierkegaard. The key idea was faith, radical faith, he also knew greatly of depression and suffering. Perhaps you will look him up and peruse his thoughts. I have know depression---does depression cause the thoughts or do the thoughts cause depression? I have found that stopping thoughts is the number one way to feel better---more than drugs or alcohol which I have tried more times than I a can mention. Existence is not meant for suffering but rather joy, but if a person creates a wall with thinking then even the most beautiful stream can cause sorrow, but if the wall of thoughts falls away, then the open clearing of nature is beautiful and there one finds one's own great beauty and link to nature....Yes.

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      Capric222 5 years ago

      boby325

      Thank you for taking the time to read my poem. Yes, you are correct...life is moments and memories. We should enjoy them!

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      boby325 5 years ago from Bangladesh

      Life is nothing but some moments, some memories... We have to consider this and wait for ends.

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      Capric222 5 years ago

      Frogyfish, thank you so much for reading and commenting....yes...the essence of the poem is that you are born into the world alone, in a hospital with strangers poking at you, and you die alone sometimes in a hospital, by yourself with people poking at you. I guess it's a bit of my existentialism coming out!

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      frogyfish 5 years ago from Central United States of America

      How descriptive of the picture of your son! I need a picture like that for a poem I want to post...it is so tenderly real, like your poem. And then you change quietly to you being old and ill in the hospital. My, how they do go together in Time. Thank you for sharing.

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      Capric222 6 years ago

      Thank you very much gmwilliams. I am glad you think so!

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      Grace Marguerite Williams 6 years ago from the Greatest City In The World-New York City, New York

      Touching poem.

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      Capric222 6 years ago

      Thank you so much justmyopiniontoo! It means a lot! It's the comments you guys make that give me that boost of confidence I need to write. Thanks again for commenting!

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      justmyopiniontoo 6 years ago

      The story of life in its fullness well written. Great keep it up!

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      arununl 6 years ago from India

      ya its correct

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      Capric222 6 years ago

      Barley...thank you for reading and commenting. Unfortunately, it is true that we are born alone and die alone. Thanks for giving me some confidence it is appreciated!

      asmaifikhar: Thanks for your kind words. I wasn't sure about publishing this poem at all, so having some reinforcement makes me feel good!

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      asmaiftikhar 6 years ago from Pakistan

      A very very realistic approach keep it up!

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      Barley 6 years ago

      After reading your hub I remembered my Assembly Language teacher word "Life is not easy in protected mode".Very good hub and its fact that we born alone and have to die alone as well.

      Keep writing.. vote up