Death and Its Moment

As you die
Someone is smiling
Not at you, or your death
Something completely unrelated
But they smile

As the light leaves your eyes
There is so much happening in the world
A child is laughing, while another cries
A father holds his new baby girl
An hour after her mother had died
How cruel does fate unfurl

One couple yells and argues
Another, comforted by a longing stare
A third finds their life renewed
Your friends may walk on, unaware
That anything has happened to you
Do you feel Death is unfair?

It can be interesting to think
Of all the things taking place
All around the world
As you accept Death's warm embrace

Life - A Series of Haikus

When you feel alone,
People might feel as you do
Don't worry so much

You say you're busy
But get out and just listen
Relax, and smile

It races and runs
All the while torturing
Waiting for the end

But when your end comes
Will you be prepared for it?
Or will you just die?

Death Is But A Whisper

Death is but a whisper
It calls you by your name
Death is not wild and scary
It is gentle and tame
Death doesn't take the ones we love
But it always gets all of the blame
Death has a honey sweet breath
That relieves us all from pain
Death has a cold, icy grip
But only to put out our life's flame
Death takes us to better places
After we've been claimed
One day when you're old or weak
Or done everything you were meant to do
Death will softly kiss your cheek
And take your pain away too

She Wanders

She wanders amongst the dead and grey.
The pained, the blind, they're here to stay.
She sunk into this darkened place,
with her own pain and disgrace.
She feels trapped, wanting out,
but cannot see beyond her doubt.
Even if she did go back,
there are things that she would lack.
She still had questions in her heart
but the answers stood apart.
And so she sunk down,
to this place to drown,
in the questions that she always ponders,
forcing her to forever wander.
How does she decide,
from what is wrong and what is right.
Feeling when her heart is torn.
shifting, morphing. changing form.
Knowing that she cannot hide,
from the things she feels inside.
But she cannot face them,
cannot place them,
cant erase them.
As she wanders, she searches.
Not knowing what shes looking for.
Until her savior finally emerges,
she will wander ever more.

Time

There is always a time,

A time to laugh,

A time to sing,

Maybe a time,

For you and me.

If you want,

I can wait,

Our time,

Can come,

A little late.

A time to smile,

A time to cry,

A time to dance,

You can always,

Give love a chance.

A time to kiss,

A time to hug,

A time to miss,

If nothing else,

Listen to this.

A time to risk,

Take a chance,

See what we can,

Get out of this.

Maybe this is it.