Prakash Mehra

When I Was Dying.

When I was dying, and dealing with the angel of death.
You disappeared, and didn’t turn back.
What were you waiting for, perhaps, my final breath!

Weren’t you aware of severity; didn’t you catch the growing bane?
Yet you let me die, and broke the cord.
Why did you leave me in silence, when I was in hyper pain!

What if I died, I didn’t let die my loyalty and your belief.
Though I was in a fast moving death track,
I could hold my promise to inform you before I leave!

Though you are guilty, I pray to God to bless you and forgive you.
But I am no saint, so again, I pray to Lord,
Give me strength to never rely on you and to never forgive you!

Poem Submitted: Saturday, October 31, 2009
Poem Edited: Saturday, October 31, 2009

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  • Rup Pokharel (1/17/2013 7:41:00 AM)

    What a touching lines? ? ?
    Weren’t you aware of severity; didn’t you catch the growing bane?
    Yet you let me die, and broke the cord.
    Why did you leave me in silence, when I was in hyper pain!

    Mehra. Your poem touched my sentiment. So simple...so soothing. Keep it up.

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  • Kuji Soliman (12/17/2009 8:45:00 AM)

    i love it! great job! !

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  • Fergus Condron (11/30/2009 8:00:00 AM)

    Yes, I like this Prakesh. Thank you.

    (I try to steer clear of poems about God, alot of people on this site get very upset, and send rude emails! ! ! ! And they are usually very poor poets anyway! ! !)

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  • Rajaram RamachandranRajaram Ramachandran (11/29/2009 9:10:00 AM)

    A dying man shares his last views well in the poem.

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  • Merna Ibrahim (11/29/2009 7:39:00 AM)

    Excellent poem! ! I really liked it so much..10.if you want you can read my latest poem.thanks for sharing...

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  • Joseph Stotz (11/19/2009 10:14:00 PM)

    I give you the strength to rebuke the one that gave you the strength to free yourself from me P.M., and as A.R.T or any reflective teaching I would say this is an angry child, but account for the autism, and then again I was made to be a walking pin cushion, I just always hated needles

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  • Beka ? ? ? (11/18/2009 4:35:00 PM)

    i like it it was a good write, nice

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  • Halana Williams (11/18/2009 1:59:00 PM)

    i love the change in emotion from the last two poems i've read. I love to read different emotions in several poems it makes you seem interesting so you've done a very good job so far. =]

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  • Shiela Marie AnunciacionShiela Marie Anunciacion (11/10/2009 4:17:00 AM)

    it has a very dark and powerful emotion that can be felt by the readers... it's a nice read! ! ! ^_^

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  • Deborah CromerDeborah Cromer (11/8/2009 5:34:00 PM)

    Powerful and deep feelings written to form a message. Very strong and created with emotion. Touched with a hint of mystery, this is a piece done with some thought. Nice work. Debbie

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  • Ezna StephnaEzna Stephna (11/8/2009 12:55:00 PM)

    nicely expressed with strong feelings........the angel of death let you go to continue writing more poem in life's reality so keep writing more ............10++

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  • Bhavani R (11/8/2009 12:18:00 PM)

    Beautifully expressed. Very moving....

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  • Clesec Swahn (11/7/2009 5:01:00 PM)

    Strong feelings well portrayed. The scenery even better laid. Good story.

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  • Sarah Hamid (11/6/2009 5:16:00 AM)

    I read the poem whole and i found that it's very true spically in the last stanza
    good work keep writing..10

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  • Dr.Wardha Jawdat (11/5/2009 5:51:00 AM)

    your bitterness comes across loud and clear...the pain is true and crystal...good write

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  • Anthony Zeigler (11/4/2009 2:19:00 PM)

    i love this. this explains alot. this explains more about feeling in life that i have i love this alot.10!

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  • Ben Gieske (11/4/2009 7:40:00 AM)

    You present us with a fresh look at this experience of dying which we all will experience only once and never be able to respond to. Poetry can be a healing experience. I hope it works for you. Love, of course, has its consequences, not always the desirable kind.

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  • Almedia Knight-Oliver (11/3/2009 7:19:00 PM)

    A universal life experience poem, we can be left to die but someone comes along and breathe life back into us. I like this poem...keep putting pen to paper. a 10

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  • true Little angel ...! ! ! (11/3/2009 2:20:00 PM)

    i can relate to this poem.... i'm sorry you had to go through that but believe me, we all do..... however we continue breathing... it is my poem (to the angel of death) 's twin..... keep writing

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  • Samuel Zirin (11/2/2009 2:38:00 PM)

    wow! ! ! ! i' m really sorry you had to experience that pain moment and i know how you feel and
    it's very nice i like it

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