(((When Death Is Nearing))) Poem by Theodora (Theo) Onken
(((When Death Is Nearing)))
They paced the room as restless
As an untamed wind -
As the old Sycamore swayed
Like a belly dancer -
The dust-swirling in copper eddies -
And the storms concern -
E'er raging -
The windows-pulsating heart thunder -
And nerves on edge -
Of the edge of the sill -
There was a crack in the Pain -
But it can be relieved again -
No news is good news-some say -
But the silence of death -
It mourns -
The bells are tolling once more -
Perhaps, another Angel with new -
Wings borne?
Do not grieve for her in the NOW!
Nor e'er in the morrow -
For her suffering is over and done -
An end at last-to her pain and sorrow.
Dedicated: 2U
Theo.... Allie said it all.... a stunner. t x
This is a highly original expression of a subject dear to many a poet's heart. You have painted a landscape of death into which your grim reaper steals without passion. A sombre poem with an essentially optimistic spirit. Great write. love, Allie xxxx
Death is inevitable! Old or young, rich or poor, healthy or sick, lettered or unlettered, great or small, tall or short death makes no distinction! When the time comes, death visits! If one can know that time, he is no human being!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Tara and alli, Thank you both for your very sweet comments. Am so sorry that i am just now getting around to reading. has been a hectic year! God Bless. Theo