Way Out

Way Out long poem

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angel of death- my guardian dear
I close my eyes and see you near
old friend- new friend- call my name
that time- this time come again

angel of death- I look within
I see your face- I see my end
I came- I ran this human race
could it be time to leave this place?

angel of death- my one companion
I must release feeling abandoned
come- pick me up and take me home
let me cease- no more to roam

angel of death- I’m committed to you
nowhere to go- nothing to do
stop on by- I await your knock
walk right in- my door’s unlocked

angel of death- I know my grief
help me please- I seek relief
I know that peace is also here
a simple task- let go of fear

angel of death- it’s just a game
to win- to lose- fortune or fame
I know that it’s all an illusion
has this life reached its conclusion?

angel of death- please come today
love me- heal me- light my way
you know I’m ready- have been for years
don’t want to stay- too many tears

angel of death- I merge with you
that’s the way to see me through
this side- that side- all the same
I call to you- I speak your name

angel of death- come blow your horn
this time I seek to be reborn
reborn as light and not as matter
from the former to the latter

angel of death- I followed my plan
created my art- became what I am
found my self-worth amidst the trauma
died again and again- rewrote the drama

angel of death- I surrender the play
there’s nothing left with which to pay
I’ve struggled enough- it’s time to go
fly me away and end this show

angel of death- with reason and rhyme
have I not yet completed this lifetime?
I seek an ending to all my pain
it must be freedom I will gain

angel of death- I’ve not given up
but I will not fight- so fill my cup
come to my home- visit me now
oh- I forgot… I’m homeless- somehow

angel of death- I’ve a broken heart
at least I’ve left behind my art
angel of death- I call your name
funny- somehow- my name’s the same

angel of death- my oldest friend
my one true love- is this the end?
the mirror shows a face that’s mine
your face too- angel divine

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ruthieg33
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Wow! Lovely but death is never the answer. I believe our bodies are temporary and that our soul never cease to exist. still I think this is one of the best poems that I’ve read.

Nadeem Qazilbash
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Angel of death, welcome, no fear to receive him, but no hurry either, we do not know where he will take us, let us be here and share, endure, enjoy. Someday of course, we can go, but no hurry.

nikki
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Beautiful…. oh how i long to go home…

Sourabh Mishra
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Beautiful poem.

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