Today is the perfect day, the finest day of my death Holding a fine bouquet like this is the perfect wreath Those eyes are watching me while I'm wearing this wedding dress But the queen in their eyes, has these heart and mind in a mess.
I remember the last time that we talked to each other When you gave me that call that I won't forget forever I was trying to be strong but my eyes were full of tears I tried to say these words though my heart was full of fears:
"My love, at this time, I won't ask so many things from you You have done so much for me and you know it hurts me so I can do nothing today but just to cry over you You'll be alone and I'm here preparing to say "I do".
But I have a request my love, the last favor I'll ask Before the day of my wedding, please be there,please come so fast Don't be late, be on time, I will wait for you 'til the last When I give my vow to him, there won't be no time for us."
And now I am walking in this humble aisle of my grave I take the last glance at the door for a hope that I'll be saved But no shadow of you there, now I have to face my death I can hear my heart's mourning from the sound of the wedding bells.
Today is the perfect day, the finest day of my death Holding a fine bouquet like this is the perfect wreath As I have realized how fool I am, why I believed? Today is the perfect day, let them watch my perfect death...
The rhyme, Indeed is great… it’s irony – a perfect day for a bride to be – to wed in her death bed(metaphorically). I believed that love can make you feel alive, and when you vow to someone even though you love someone else – it’s a slow death to this person.
I'm the moderator of the "tales of death" contest. Very unique how you compared her wedding to death. Well done!
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11 Years Ago
Thanks a lot for the kind words. Death comes in many ways. It's either any aspect of being human- ph.. read moreThanks a lot for the kind words. Death comes in many ways. It's either any aspect of being human- physical, emotional, spiritual, or even mental.
11 Years Ago
Like I said in the contest description, there is no right or wrong way to view death. Thank you for .. read moreLike I said in the contest description, there is no right or wrong way to view death. Thank you for your creativity!
You have create a masterpiece my writer friend. Artwork and words need to be put into a book. I would add your book to my collection. The poem left thoughts to ponder and question. Also create vision of life and death. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
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The rhyme, Indeed is great… it’s irony – a perfect day for a bride to be – to wed in her death bed(metaphorically). I believed that love can make you feel alive, and when you vow to someone even though you love someone else – it’s a slow death to this person.
Monumentally sad....when a person marries someone they do not love....someone for whom they have no passion....the wedding day can be the day of death. The death of hopes and dreams and happiness. How sad....to be forced for whatever reason to spend a lifetime longing for someone else. Your words are powerful and the images gorgeous. Kudos to you. Lydi**
It is sad to belong to someone else
When the right one comes along .
So I lived my life in a dreamworld
For the rest of my days
Just you and me walkin hand in hand
In a wishful memory
Wish I had a time machine
I could make myself go back
Until the day I was born.
And I would live my life again
and rearrange it so that I'll be
Yours from now on.
Cuz it's sad to belong to someone else
When the right one comes along
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11 Years Ago
Hey hey! Neil, this is a nice poem. Why not post it in your page so that it can be reviewed by other.. read moreHey hey! Neil, this is a nice poem. Why not post it in your page so that it can be reviewed by others? It should not be stocked here as a plain review. What a coincidence! I was like you before. When I comment in a piece, as a new writer, my eagerness pushed me to state my reviews like this. I commend you for this one, Neil. Actually, my piece is a product of watching a movie of Judy Ann and Rico Yan but I made a twist in the end when the bride is already walking on the aisle. It's so common that the man comes along then saves the woman. LOL. My muse here is that contest about poems with rhyme but sad to say, I have entered this one about poems about death...since this also talks bout a different kind of death.
Thanks once again, Neil.
Hello! I am Dhaye, a public secondary school teacher, a passionate artist "married" to her dream.
I write in different perspectives. So please know NOT all my works are about me.
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