I would love to die
a painless death
no doctor at my deathbed
perhaps I'LL die at home
all alone in my lonely room
But I wish not to be isolated
from the birds and bees ah
my lovely twin puppies
they enamor me.
All else I feel seem to be waiting
when this ole specimen will be going
But I'm sure the poet world will miss
so prolific a poet that they know me to be
some still reading my poems
may cry reading my
MOM'S SMILES and WAIT FOR ME
Young boys will enjoy sucking
JUICY MANGOES hopefully
But pray
I die peacefully silently
Comments
I guess...
no one wants to die a lonely struggling death and I sure don't! Hopefully it will be peacefully and surrounded by family. I give you fair warning here. From this point forward, I will not respond to any poems that require your death! Not kidding!
~ Geezer.
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An elergy
This poem upholds a theme of death surrounding it. The persona is predicting a smooth death that requires family presence.
But why this thought of death now? How old are you now? Is it right to predict how you would die silently?
Anyways, only you knows the reason and the reality of this elergic poem.
At some point...
in their life, people are inundated with thoughts of their own mortality. There are more wishes than there are people. I hope that you do find your version of peace at the end.
Since knowing you through your writing, I have gained a unique view of character I will remember for some time.
If you have the inclination, I would like to read something from you about angels.
Thomas
I'd like some-one to "be
I'd like some-one to "be there" at the appointed time,
hopefully in the summertime, just to wheel my sorry arse
out into the sunshine and give the flies a head start.
Hope it goes well for you when you snuff it ol' chap !!!
Obi.
all three above thanks
no more death i ain't dying yet
angels imagery only does beget
do not forget
more lively poems
hence in Q 4 U
Okay...
but can I have your points when you do go?
Thomas
yes forget me QUICKLY
But continue with NEOPOETRY
What are we
simply butterflies only
come let me help you
as GONG GOING GONE IS THE WIND
The sky is again BLUE
By now you should have forgotten me
have YOU
lol poet
lovedly