41. Before The Reaper Comes
before the bullet it bit
before the candle is lit
before the last call
before the curtain falls
before the bullet it bit
before the candle is lit
before the last call
before the curtain falls
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Friends come and go
Life flies by right before your eyes.
You lose ones you love
Yet through it all you still love your life.
I am currently going through a lot. I was touched by this poem. Friends do come and go. I have had problems all my life. They got worse in 2012-2014. I am 35. I have support people now, so I...
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It was raining the day you told us,
And ever since I feel like it has not stopped pouring down.
I wish I could stop the rain falling,
And hold your head up and not let you drown.
My mother had cancer and just reading this tugs at my heart, and I start crying because I had the same experience as you. Just don't ever give up, things will get better. Just smile.
Young, carefree, innocent,
You sing, laugh and dance,
Taking in all Gods' glory
At every single chance.
I was the sunshine that cradled your day
that tried to push the clouds away
I was the sand that ran between your toes
when you were four years old
Who would be the voice of this poem God or a Mother?
I see people laughing and joking all around,
but on my face there is no smile; instead there is a frown.
I never laugh anymore; instead I cry,
I can't bring you back, I wish I could. The moment you took your last breath I went with you. I look in the mirror, I no longer recognize who I see. I am not longer me without you. My son,...
We were put on this planet
To live and to love.
To cherish the ones in our lives
And never let them get hurt.
A BLINK of the eye, time flies by, as tomorrow turns into the past. Focusing on the minute only to get caught up in the moment. Working towards prudent goals leads you in the right direction....
Walking in the shadow of fear,
drowning endlessly by a single tear,
running alongside self-discovery,
fearing the loss of self-recovery,
This poem makes me dream, dream of a life that one day might come true
I'm from a country which is famous for its literature. And it's Iran. So we, Iranians, know what a good poem is. I really like your poem. It teaches us never give up. It teaches us if birds...
I think life's full of people who care about you but also people who you dislike or people who will never give up on their true self. NEVER GIVE UP. Keep Smiling No Matter What Brings You Down!