Dang Xiong

Final Rest

The sun rises and so do you
A reminder of who you are too
and of those special in this life
and then you notice the knife

It lies next to you gleaming with light
wondering if you are right
blinded by the sadness and pain
you wonder if you're insane

Should I die, in this life I hate
you wonder thinking it was too late
to stop yourself as you grab the knife
looking at your soon to be ended life

Why did it have to come to this
you wonder thinking you won't be someone they'll miss
and about the one you love
then the knife you're about to shove

You stop and realize it's not too late,
that you have time to change your fate
Your lover and friends will miss you,
and you will miss your life too

You dropp the knife and look at the sky
A new day for you to try
again with their hope
and build a hopeful slope

You look back and smile
thanking your friends for a while
And then your Lover's love
gives that sadness a shove

You look at their face and thanked them
for giving you another hopeful gem
and you look her/him in the face that you miss,
then you give him/her a kiss

With that you look back in life
and forget the endless strife.
smiling with hope at the happy times
as the day ends with the clock's chime.

Poem Submitted: Thursday, October 8, 2009
Poem Edited: Wednesday, June 29, 2011

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Comments about Final Rest by Dang Xiong

  • Joseph Poewhit (10/8/2009 6:32:00 PM)

    Chimes always lets us know

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  • Tai Chi Italy (10/8/2009 5:39:00 PM)

    You know that I had a feeling this poem would come to 'this' final resting place Dang Xiong! Don't know how? from the title, one would think of deaths door, but not Tai!

    A Great write

    Smiling at you


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