Death Be Proud

Sat, 11/16/2013 - 09:44 -- smantri

Death, be proud,

For you have covered life in silend shroud

Is it not so?

That even the virtuous have let go?


Indomitable Death, not overcome by love

Your presense is marked by the flight of a black dove


Fast,Furious,False Distinction 


When the sleep begins deep

Death my friend, you begin to creep

And then, foul sour eating beast

You swollow life never at the least


What can I say,

If I only remember you for a second, not a day

Preserve what?

Nothing I thought. 


Love has left

Innocence gone

Forgiveness Forgotten

When death is strong 

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I like the whole idea of the poem as a parody to John Donne's "Death be not Proud" 

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