I got to thinking,
about a topic called Death...
It's dark and scary,
To whom some believe...
But you're moving on,
And gettin' a new start...
So why do we fear,
this thing called Death?
If pretty much, it allows us to forget the wrong,
we have done before...
I dont see,
but then again i kinda do...
How death can be frightening...
to everyone
including you
and the
When you wrote this poem you were probably 13. I am amazed to think as to how at that tender age you could think of a scary subject like 'Death' to write a poem about and you have expressed your thoughts so clearly! But the poem seems to have ended without the last word.
Nice write, its so clear and crisp of what you are trying to get across. Well written :)
great poem^-^i liked it 10+++ The idea of death, the fear of it, haunts the human animal like nothing else; it is a mainspring of human activity - designed largely to avoid the fatality of death, to overcome it by denying in some way that it is the final destiny of man.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Write comment. Such an impressive start, Kerli U. Read my poem, Love and Iust. Thanks