Death Was Born With Me

Continuing with my new hobby of poetry , however bad I am at it , I am putting here the latest one I wrote. My Poems , reflect my mood at a certain time. I never think of writing a poem , my mood makes me do that. All my poems so far reflects a certain state of mind , I was in , and this is no different.

This is a Dark poem , talking about death . We all say that we don't know our destiny. That's a big lie , since we are all destined to die.Death will embrace us someday , and there is no exception to this rule.Our death was born the day we were born with a sole purpose of taking us away when our time has come. Death also dies the day we die. I am not afraid , Ia m not scared of it . I just want that when it comes , I would have no regrets , and that I had make everyone aware of my true feelings for them , nothing to hide , nothing to say , nothing that has to die with me , not even my feelings .

So here is my poem.




SPIRIT  OF DEATH

He is  there somewhere , on my trail.

Waiting for the moment , fit to nail.

coming closer , ever so  in hideous steps ,

under the guise of the day , and nightly mist.

He was born the day , when I arrived

From my mothers womb , tiny and naive.

He looked at me , with a edgy smile,

left me to play , so did I survive.

He went alone , somewhere in dark ,

Always keeping an eye , to what i embark.

Life held me on , with motherly care ,

keeping me away from his ghastly sphere.

Youth took me along , in ecstatic scale.

I laughed , i cried , I conquered , I failed.

Exalted and thrilled , with passion and pride.

I was trapped in my world , with closed eyes.

His brothers came sometimes , for their kill

they were always so sure of their skill.

they took along , the people i knew.

but I hardly noticed , the message they sew.

I kept running for worldly pursuits ,

the more i got , the more i root.

Love and life , I left behind .

I looked for them in cash or kind.

He is closer to me than ever before ,

sneering at me , so i should know.

His goal is one , to take me away ,

But he is patient enough , and letting me stay.

I wont run , from him when he comes.

But I hope it happens when I am done.

Giving back all the love ,that  I have got ,

Thanking them all , before I rot.