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Poem About Death: 2 Different Stories

Updated on June 19, 2013

Poem About Death

One frosty day in January
Sat a young boy, cold and wary
With no home, no parents, nil
Just waiting, hoping, keeping still
The ghastly reaper caught his eye
And said "Young man, it's time to die"

"Are you sure?" The boy asked, wary
On that day in January
"Never surer. Please hold still"
The reaper said, the boy said nil
"I understand you're scared to die"
He said "But in a blinking eye

The cold will vanish, don't be wary"
The young boy died in January

Poem About Death

One sunny day in mid-July
An old man sat outside to die
His life was full, he'd no regret
So on the bench he sat, to let
The reaper take him, rest his groans
Relieve him from his aching bones

"Good sir, are you sat here to die?"
The reaper asked in mid-July
"I am" The man replied, "So let
Me go, for I have no regret"
"But sir, despite your aching bones
And though I've heard your pleading groans

Today is not your time to die"
The old man sighed in mid-July


For a lighter hearted view on all that is dull and dreary, read this poem about schizophrenia


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      John Crowley 5 years ago from Sheffield

      Still wandering the earth to my knowledge :-) Thanks

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      Justin W Price 5 years ago from Juneau, Alaska

      Nice. did the old man ever return, or is her still out there somewhere?

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      John Crowley 5 years ago from Sheffield

      HLKeeley, you're comments serve as an incredible boost to my motivation and confidence, thanks.

      Marie, thank you also for your insightful and thought-provoking words.

      Crystal, what you say also rings true - thanks.


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      HL Keeley 5 years ago from Charlotte, NC

      I keep thinking your poems cannot get better! You keep proving me wrong. This by far is my favorite. THUMBS UP! Shared and liked on Facebook :D You just gained another fan

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      Marie Flint 5 years ago from Jacksonville, Florida USA

      Yes, you have provided a nice contrast between the poems through the use of age difference. Through my spiritual studies, I have come to learn and believe that every individual has an assignment, or purpose, which he or she must fulfill before going to the higher octaves. And, I have read accounts of persons who claimed they had died and had medical confirmation of this fact, but, because he or she had not fulfilled the assignment or mission, the soul re-entered the body and resumed life, even after organ collapse after many hours. Furthermore, we should never want to die. Such desire only lowers the vibration of our aura. Life goes on--even after death.

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      Crystal Tatum 5 years ago from Georgia

      It's true - how death chooses who to take is a mystery for sure and often makes no sense.

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      John Crowley 5 years ago from Sheffield

      Thanks for the feedback :)

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      Jose Velasquez 5 years ago from Lodi, New Jersey

      I like the contrast between the two stories. Death is indiscriminate and it will not come just because you ask it to.