Thursday, August 18, 2011

A poem on death.

Hey guys. I've been thinking about death lately. I don't think it is wrong of me to do so. I think it is healthy. I wrote a poem about it. Let me know what you think.

"Things fall apart-" that's what they say;
And, though true, that seems a fatalistic way.
We're going to die, this we know,
And so we cram our lives full,
Running from death like fast from slow.
Hear this: life is a vapor, death the pull
From transience to forever.
Life is a trapdoor; death? The lever.


  1. i like it. i would like to hear it read aloud, though, so i could get a better handle on the metre. you paint good word pictures, though. write more. :)

  2. Es good. Especially the last line.

    Here's one I should have written to bug my teacher in my creative writing class.

    Roses are red
    Violets are blue
    I need something
    better to do

    Keep writing!

  3. I like. You are a good witter, in my very humble opinion.