When Death Comes Poem by Valsa George
When Death Comes
When Death resolutely comes
At any time with his deadly summons
Tarry not like a galley slave
But like a courteous warrior behave
Do not waver and do not droop
As if you are to be hung on a loop
Never dread lying under the dust
With your body in a narrow vault thrust
Know, it is only when seeds rot
That fresh and florid lives sprout
So when it is time to go
Strut like an indomitable foe,
With swinging hands and head held high
To be welcomed by angels of the sky
With the music of clanging cymbals
And the rising rhythm of sounding bells
Into a kingdom, bright and cheerful
And a state far radiant and blissful
Where the sun shall never set
Where blessed souls joyously meet
Where Truth and Beauty preside
Where peace and bliss abide
Ousted out of terrestrial space
You are enfolded into God's sweet embrace
you make death seem an adorable foe, why be scared of facing it in the final battle! but as you say, easier said than done.
A gem of a poem. I too hope death is not the end of everything but only a renewed beginning.10/10 for sure ma'am.
The science behind this thought is a tint of fear, though. Even the most valorous on this mighty, blessed planet would sure throb all over when the first rustle of the leveler waves over. The blessed poet's view is justified to the core for those who are rather timid. It serves the purpose of instilling confidence of an enduring reality. Wonderful. God Bless.
People retire when the time is reached. Death is no different. Live the life right to face death with ease. Nice poem.
So when it is time to go Strut like an indomitable foe, With swinging hands and head held high To be welcomed by angels of the skyfu.......much impressive. A brilliant poem on death is amazingly shared. Thanks for sharing.
A positive way to face death beautifully rendered. I think things become easier once we treat death as a friend.
So when it is time to go Strut like an indomitable foe, With swinging hands and head held high To be welcomed by angels of the sky An impressive message.
Uplifting words, Death is biggest truth, each and every living must face it, And if one faces death boldly hoping for the best it becomes easy to face it.
death is a welcome friend.. thanks for this wonderful write
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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12/4/2025 10:37:41 PM # 1.0.0
I simply loved this poem, especially the spirit of going away in style, with head held high!