Khalil Gibran

(January 6, 1883 – April 10, 1931 / Bsharri)

A Poet's Death is His Life IV


The dark wings of night enfolded the city upon which Nature had spread a pure white garment of snow; and men deserted the streets for their houses in search of warmth, while the north wind probed in contemplation of laying waste the gardens. There in the suburb stood an old hut heavily laden with snow and on the verge of falling. In a dark recess of that hovel was a poor bed in which a dying youth was lying, staring at the dim light of his oil lamp, made to flicker by the entering winds. He a man in the spring of life who foresaw fully that the peaceful hour of freeing himself from the clutches of life was fast nearing. He was awaiting Death's visit gratefully, and upon his pale face appeared the dawn of hope; and on his lops a sorrowful smile; and in his eyes forgiveness.

He was poet perishing from hunger in the city of living rich. He was placed in the earthly world to enliven the heart of man with his beautiful and profound sayings. He as noble soul, sent by the Goddess of Understanding to soothe and make gentle the human spirit. But alas! He gladly bade the cold earth farewell without receiving a smile from its strange occupants.
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  • * Sunprincess * (3/29/2014 6:25:00 PM)

    ........this is truly a masterpiece....Khalil Gibran has quickly become one of my favourite poets....
    truly enjoyed this one... (Report) Reply

  • Aisha Baranowska (10/23/2013 8:30:00 AM)

    Oh! This is most magnificent! Wonderful! Such a genius poetical prose about the death of a poet... How it speaks to me...! I see in this text the idea that a poet while alive, is treated harshly by the existence and looked down upon by his contemporaries - but when he dies, it is only then when he is celebrated and his work is finally appreciated - and so, he yearns to be dead so that his purpose of illuminating the humanity could be fulfilled - and after all, death is the only friend awaiting him faithfully and lovingly, welcoming... Such a wisdom, such a beauty! Khalil Gibran was a genius, indeed. He is a genius.: -) Is - not was, because ''poets' death is their life''... Oh, indeed, it is...: -) (Report) Reply

  • Lois Dawes (4/1/2009 8:06:00 AM)

    For me this is a writing about the Lord and his host, but most of all about Jesus Christ..anyone out there who knows the painter Colin F. Christ from Kingston Jamaica would get a special message. Khalil Gibran, your writings are best sellers next o the Holy Bible one is pros/poetry/philosophy etc. chemistry/knowledge..the other poetry agian. Thank God the Almighty he made you for the world everlasting... (Report) Reply

  • Buddhi Syangdan (6/24/2007 5:40:00 AM)

    It touched my heart, oh beyond soul, only poet can appeal death beautifully, it's so poetic it's so beautiful, feeling death is the death of poet.
    Gibran is really a wonderful creative genius and ability of portraying feeling in an artistic way. (Report) Reply

  • Kiersten Powers (12/4/2005 2:28:00 PM)

    this poem is wonderful.Gibran was a genius and I love his works-he gives a completely new understanding of what it is to be a poet. (Report) Reply

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