Life, Love, And Death Poem by robert john bayoneta
Life, Love, And Death
What is life then if without love?
When its true meaning is in death?
How can i sing its beauty?
Who can fathom its coming?
If love is young, who can resist its calling?
When her whisper is as strong as your heartbeat?
Who can hold the rain from falling?
When its weight is as heavy as your heartbreak?
If death is a fate, why there are weepings?
Why life is spend in love than happiness?
When love implicates pain and sorrows?
When death is preceded by life and living is about love?
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4/23/2024 11:51:59 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Definitely felt a connection when reading this poem, Robert! Life is nothing without love, yet it's meaning truly does lie in death when our loved one has died! That moment of death is when we feel the true impact of our lifelong love for someone. An excellent portrayal of life, death and love! Give you many 10's! Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn
The thanks is mine Roseann, for appreciating this poem. I have a deep connection with this myself too, with different colors. But the most vivid is, i don't know why humanity have a hard time accepting death when this is expected for everyone. I find death as a very meaningful happening to human, there is beauty in it like appreciating LIFE. Because when death arrives there is realization of how important life is and should be spend wisely and meaningfully.