Death. Death, won’t you come here?
I am searching for a friend
Meet me halfway if you can
Do not wait till the end
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Really love this!
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Thanks
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Hi Frank! Thanks for checking out my blog and liking my post about my niece’s wedding. Your poetry is excellent! I’m so glad I have found it… Again, thanks!
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Welcome
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I’m pretty sure we’ve all looked for death, but it’s the easy way out. Keep on moving forward and meet death as a bad-ass when that time comes.
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Hehe. Indeed
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This is a great poem — I’m just not fond of the subject (hah-hah)!
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Hehe. Thanks. It is a little dark
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Death said
Don’t call for me,
Solanki,
with each word you waste your breath
I’m not a malevolent being,
from a cause I’m an effect
You always antagonize me,
Try to triumph over my will
Can’t you see that I don’t stalk you,
I wait… in time, at the end of your life,
and I stand still
With each second you’re alive you take a step closer to me,
Nothing’s set in stone,
I’ve been forced to pickup early
Does this scare you?
Here’s a fact: I don’t always take you when it’s not your time to go.
Eventually, I’ll pick you up,
(after what I hope is a long, happy, life)
gently, like an old friend
Don’t fight it then, I’m inevitable
But what you can do,
with the time you have left
is to use
those years, wisely
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Wow. Wonderful. Thanks
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I can’t rhyme; you’re good, but I’m not sure how you do it.
¯\_(ツ)_/¯
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Life, Frank. Life!!! Beautiful poem, but sad.
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Thanks
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Very nice….
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Thanks
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I know the feeling. All you are left with us tears, memories and an unanswered “why?”. Such a heartfelt piece, Frank! You take care, buddy!
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Thank you. Take care
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Beautiful Frank.
I wrote a poem with similar theme a few months back titled Last Request to a Long Lost Friend. If you have time, check it out sometime.
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Thanks. I surely will
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*hugs*. I wish death would find me. It must know I’m looking.
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There is still some work to do
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Few words , but beautifully structured … Great poetry Frank !
-Ism
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Thanks a lot
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This is so beautiful. I love it. It’s very powerful and heartfelt.
I would love if you checked out my blog. I write stories and love any critical appreciation on writing style, layout, topics, anything. I would love to become as skilled as you in this art called writing. Thank you 🙂
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Thanks a lot for your kind words. And I will definitely love to check out your blog. Will let you know soon.
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Thank you so much 🙂
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Welcome and have a nice day
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Love all your poetry but this awesome, so much meaning in such few words. If I had to use a single word to describe it…pithy.
Thanks for the inspiration, I might have to experiment with poetry soon…
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Thank you so much
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Your poetry is beautiful don’t give up on it, calling for death. I only wrote this because I have lost a great artist due to his own call to death and would not feel right if I didn’t tell you how talented you are and how much the world would miss without your art. Maybe this piece is not a true cry for death and in that case, carry on. 🙂
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Thank you for your kind words
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