Blaze Of Glory Poem by Irene C S ClarkHogg
Blaze Of Glory
I will go out in a blaze of glory.
One day I will die, as now I live.
I do not know all the answers
But this promise I can give.
Old age is only a small part of time
I can live forever within my youth
So as the smoke rises to the heavens
Use your hearts to see the truth.
A smiling figure with upstretched arms
A fiery robe and hair of flames
Eager for answers to my questions
From the eternal with many names.
Only loved ones may view my passing
Shedding no tears as the ashes burn
For they shall see the pheonix rising
And know that I return.
I am going out in a blaze of glory
For now I die as once I lived
Do not grieve, rejoice with me,
Share in all the love I give.
This reminds me of this poem I recently read. Desire (by Claribel Alegría) “And someone entered death with his eyes open.” - A. Pizarnik I want to enter death with my eyes open my ears open with no masks no fears knowing and not knowing serenely facing other voices other airs other paths forgetting my memories detaching myself being reborn intact. Translated by D. J. Flakoll
Someone has said: 'If you are not busy beeing born, you are busy dying.' This wonderful poem depict death as a kind of 'last' labor, in a everlasting process of birth. Thank's for sharing.
A fantastic poem. I love the way it is written as well as the message. Ron
An extraordinary composition of introspective verse! I appreciate your efforts here. Thanks.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Excellent, that is exactly the way I would like to go, shouting back wow! that was great. I must keep this one it says it all. Regards Ann