Are you ready to die?
And let your flesh be ashes,
Your memories be a fragment
Of the short time that is existence?
Fear. Is it eating you alive?
Or praying for your death?
Are you ready to die?
And leave all the things
That makes you love and smile
And say what a wonderful life.
Doubt. Have you done everything?
That you ever wish and want?
Are you ready to die?
And no longer sense
All that is to be sensed;
Flavor, scents, sounds, scenes and feel.
Anxiety. Of what is expected after life.
Knowing that death is ticking away.
Are you ready to die?
Or are you ready to live?
To live your life
And make some sense about it.
April 4,2009
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
i like it cause it sound like my feverat type of poems