SEVEN WAYS TO DIE

You could die in the cold

Alone and afraid

You could wait til it comes

Like a midnight raid

 

You could die unexpectedly

Wait for it…pause

You can think about it daily

Until you meet the cause

 

You could die by your own hands

Passion in your style

An exit to be remembered

That you planned for a while

 

You could die naturally

Fading out as time naturally flows

Hopefully in your sleep

When nobody knows

 

You could die daily

Never living a day

Smothered in problems

Wasting away

 

You could die gracefully

Not dramatic making a scene

So that people can reflect

On what their lives mean

 

Last way to die

Die in hell is number seven

Or live to live

And end up living in Heaven

Reviews

[Ed Hart]

you could die in the rain
in front of a train
or just plain old pain
or maybe a strain
or fall down a drain

we all die of something or other, it's true
but it's life we are living (and writing poems too)
I'm glad you wrote this one, it saved me the time
'cuz I got to tell you, I'm fresh out of rhyme
so Heaven or Hell, the choice is made now
'cuz to the choice maker, we all have to bow...

[~Princess~]

Oh wow I loved this one sorry I haven't been on to reveiw hun. But WOW this was way beyond excallent it was.............bettter than perfect.........I could actually feel this one like all of ur other ones but very well done!

[Hippy]

yeah we all die i seen deaths eyes it isnt so bad to look in her eyes, scary at first but calming in the same way but death facinates me good poem

[The Analog Kid]

"You could die daily
Never living a day
Smothered in problems
Wasting away"

These are words of wisdom. Moreover, I enjoyed how you took a dark subject like death and then gave the choice at the end. This is uplifting to me!

Patrick

[Bette]

i like this, i never thought of death in this way i always wanted to go in my sleep but i think you changed my mind. you have a wonderful talent andd a gift with words.