Nero CaroZiv


Oh, Who Is Afraid Of Life - Poem by Nero CaroZiv

Oh, who is afraid of life
The passion the sorrow and the strife?
In front of my window the multitudes are asleep
Sheltered so easily in their beds
Happy in their sleep as if they were dead

Yet I am alone and not dead
I wish not to lie in bed
Dead, dead, dead
Dead without any company
Here alone on my bed
with all these gracious thoughts about the world
These thoughts are fed by the sun

O life there is about you
This deep sense of sweet being
I would not have been without you here
Yet, you without me would have been the same
So let me stay, and stay more with you
Sweetness, joy, breath and rebirth
Keep away the death

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Comments about Oh, Who Is Afraid Of Life by Nero CaroZiv

  • Chinedu Dike (2/25/2017 10:25:00 AM)


    An insightful philosophical piece of poetry nicely brought forth with conviction. A lovely train of thought indeed. Thanks for sharing Nero. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, August 12, 2010

Poem Edited: Friday, August 13, 2010


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