poet Sara Teasdale

Sara Teasdale

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After Death

Now while my lips are living
Their words must stay unsaid,
And will my soul remember
To speak when I am dead?

Yet if my soul remembered
You would not heed it, dear,
For now you must not listen,
And then you could not hear.

Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003

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  • Nicole SettimiNicole Settimi (2/13/2019 2:14:00 PM)

    ' How can they shut me underneath a stone? ' - The terror from the thoughts of death, the ANXIETY which the unknown & death brings, which usually has an offspring of depression. She doesn't want to die as much as she does. It's ironic: her love for life causes her a deep insecurity over the reality that she will die, causing a depression over death which ultimately led her to kill herself. Baffling and yet, so relative. I relate so much to this.

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  • Amar AgarwalaAmar Agarwala (1/3/2017 4:39:00 AM)

    My heart whispers to you
    Words that I cannot say,
    Wonder if my soul would
    Tell you some fateful day.

    Long after I am dead
    Buried and ground to dust,
    Heavens will this message
    Reach your heart if it must.

    Beautiful poem like this one, can only be replied with inspiration, by another poet.

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    trinity(9/28/2018 12:38:00 PM)

    who is the author of this poem? it's so beautiful!

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  • Rajnish MangaRajnish Manga (11/21/2016 11:09:00 PM)

    Lovely philosophical thoughts and wishes that could not be expressed at the time of one's death. Loved reading the poem. Thanks.

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  • Sriranji AratisankarSriranji Aratisankar (8/29/2016 11:47:00 PM)

    deep and thinkable... enjoyable....

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  • M Asim NehalM Asim Nehal (7/9/2016 10:19:00 AM)

    Profound poem, I am sure even after death your fame will grow.....10

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  • * Sunprincess * (3/11/2016 8:14:00 PM)

    ..........an intriguing write ★

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  • Bonnie Collins (1/1/2008 10:48:00 PM)

    Very well written, and expressed, with such deep emotions till death and beyond..
    Bonnie Collins

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  • Julie Andrews (9/21/2007 4:27:00 AM)

    How very ironic. Very well written, I must add.

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  • Shelley B. Keats (1/31/2005 10:21:00 PM)

    A wry, pithy poem of exceptional merit- also very amusing.

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