Holly Heron

Rookie - 11 Points (19/12/1990)

Bow Before My Death - Poem by Holly Heron

I lie beneath the flame this night,
I bow before my death,
He takes my hand,
And holds me close,
Death embraces me,
He says the time has come,
Beginning now meets end,
He says the fires taken me,
And now it's time to walk,
Walk the path of fates sweet song.

I lie beneath the flame this night,
I bow before my death,
The fires stripped me of my sins,
Humility my pride,
Now death guides me through the dark,
And speaks to me kind words,
'The pain has stopped,
It won't come back,
Your senses now are cleansed,
The soul has been washed clean',
He says the end is pleasure.

I lie beneath the flame this night,
I bow before my death,
Death's a man clothed in blue jeans,
A white shirt stained with blood,
Death holds a knife,
Death slits my throat,
Death is the end of my beginning.

I lie beneath the flame this night.

I bow before my death.

Comments about Bow Before My Death by Holly Heron

  • Rookie Zevanda Borjon (3/3/2008 2:02:00 PM)

    wow i love how you were able to make me feel like i was actually there...and now i am enchanted by the thought of it...i love it! ! ! (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Kyle Carson (10/3/2007 7:37:00 PM)

    I love this poem sooooooo much cuz one day death will take my hand and hold me close and tht day will be soon (Report) Reply

  • Rookie BEAU GOLDEN (6/24/2006 4:33:00 AM)

    As i sit reading this in my blue jeans and white golf shirt (yes, really) i was taken away from the poem (which i had decided already to add to my favorites) becuz u suddenly wrote and i read 'death is a man clothed in blue jeans and a white shirt)
    wow! too coincidental. Is it weird that i almost always wear either black or white too? oh well. Loved this piece and I'm adding it to my favorites. The time has come, the fire has taken u.. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, March 15, 2006

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