Death’s tranquility

This might get a little dark pretty quickly…(or really dark)

DEATH’S TRANQUILITY
In shadows deep, where silence thrives,
A dance with death, where no one strives.
Life's fleeting breath, now drawn apart,
A solemn journey, to the realm of dark.
In whispers cold, where echoes fade,
A soul takes flight, from life's charade.
Embracing night, with mournful grace,
Death's gentle touch, in final embrace.
In fields of rest, where sorrows cease,
A slumber deep, brings lasting peace.
Mortality's chains, no longer bound,
In death's embrace, tranquility is found.
Through tears that fall, in grief we weep,
As loved ones rest in endless sleep.
Memories linger, in hearts we hold,
Tales of their lives, forever told.
Death's somber song, a bittersweet rhyme,
Reminding us of the passing of time.
Yet in its shadow, life's beauty gleams,
For death's embrace, brings forth new dreams.

Author's Note

First poem posted on website! Woohoo!

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

If death ever decides it needs a PR person, you would be among the top five candidates. Seriously, the subject has troubled more people over the centuries than any other. I think people need to read works like this one, for when all is said and done, death is but a natural process and therefore not to be feared.

[AraWolf]

Thank you!!!