Mathew Lewis

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Stand Up For Death - Poem by Mathew Lewis

Entwined in lover's deathly snare,
Broken by friendship's fickle stare,
Drained by kindred's ugly tears,
Starved by my own hungry fears,
So why then should I hate death?
For he can only take my breath,
My soul is there to be recieved,
Free to cry and free to bleed,
Free from earthly pain and hurt,
Free to burn the lands unburnt,
For while we're bound in bodies mind,
Lost in what is left to find,
We can not lie in rest and peace
Till death has brought us to our feet.


Comments about Stand Up For Death by Mathew Lewis

  • (7/8/2008 11:23:00 PM)


    hey, you really are a great poet... hoping to read more of your poems soon..... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 13, 2006



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