Death Is Life

Death Is Life short poem

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I seek the Black night.
To be born and have eternal life.
To open a window of heaven and walk around the stars.
To look into his eyes, see his beauty, feel his heart.
Only death can bring joy to my sorrow empty heart.
Lord, my king, let me be by your side.
Awake me from this dream, let me feel your beating heart.
I will keep waiting for Death to look me in the eyes.
Until it arrives, Lord I will see you on the other side.

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My Name is Kelvin O. Gonzalez I love poetry and music. My English and grammar are not very good but I do try.
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Kavita Jaitly

Beautiful imagination indeed. Keep it up.


That is a very nice piece of art! I really like the words and how you arranged them! I also seen this as prayer! I LIKE YOUR POEM!!

Chandrama Deshmukh

At times life becomes a chaos and death becomes the solace we seek. Don’t you feel so?
Have written something similar some time back. You might relate.


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