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Death entered his portals - death poems
Death quotes - Death entered his portals
Death, the point of no return, has plagued people with fear for all times. The fear of death is the biggest fear mankind faces. Thinking about death lead me to wonder if everyone faces death the same way.. perhaps not. Many are so unprepared for that sure eventuality, while planning for the more uncommon things. Is it the fear of death that stops us from planning for that which is the most certain event of our life? Is that a fallacy or just an avoidance mentality? We need to die to that greed, pride, inhumanity, un-forgiveness that reigns within us...The self-righteous attitude that finds fault with others while believing that I alone am above it all.. needs to die too... the death to self and ego is something we need to seek out in our lives. Death, the moment of death brings us to a sharp realization of life... and all we have made of it...
A man who won't die for something is not fit to live. - Martin Luther King, Jr.
He spake well who said that graves are the footprints of angels. - Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Birth and death; we all move between these two unknowns. - Bryant H. McGill
Death poems - Death entered his portals
Death came striding,
Into his room,
In peaceful sleep he was lying
Spelling instant doom!
The man looked up with fear,
At the dreadful face and powerful wings,
Yet said aloud for death to hear,
In a voice which desperation brings..
“Why have you come,
to torment me?
you come, thence do you flee..
My veins are rich with blood,
Passion fills my soul,
Much youthfulness lies ahead,
Many are the days in my scroll.
Go away I command you,
I shall summon all my men,
You have nothing to prove,
Get away then!”
Death spoke to the man,
Hideous his face, like a hangman,
His voice a thunderous roar,
As to a man he did abhor!
“I have known you since a child,
Warned you, when you were wild,
Nudged you when you went wrong,
Prodded you to be truthful and strong.
You listened not to my silent voice,
You firmly made your choice,
My reminders of your harshness,
Made you toss in bed sleepless!
You heeded not my plea,
When I urged you to be,
Kind and forgiving,
Quick and generous in giving!
Faithful and true,
To yourself and those you knew,
Meek and loving,
Merciful and yielding!
I have come to take my due,
Your life I need of you today,
Now, it is time to say adieu,
Death neither waits anyone nor does it obey!"
So saying, with his hands he stilled,
The voice that commanded,
The haughty eyes which with contempt shone,
Giving him no time to atone!