Deaths Secret

"Death Secret"

life itself,

can come to a conjuction,

where we stop and think,

"What is our function?"'

how do we no,

the answers to it all,

to do this,

our lives have to fall,

to where the moon,

hangs in the sky,

it shows us how,

big men will cry,

it tells us the answers,

that we all truly seek,

like where is the other,

in hide and seek,

what is real,

and what is fake,

to know these answers,

death is what we take,

though we deny,

that death is our fear,

as when ours eyes,

shead a tear,

where do we come from?,

when did we arrive?,

these questions ponder,

in our everyday lives,

you believe one thing,

your neighbor another,

you get a different answer,

even from your mother,

to answer these questions,

we must return to the begining,

to that "higher" power,

to see if there is "sinning",

the riddle is though,

to know all the secret,

your eyes close forever,

that is how you will keep it,

no one to tell,

to show who wrong and right,

this is how death,

holds to the secret tight,

forever kept,

through the ages,

hidden behind books,

that have no pages,

no words to read,

no clues to find,

thats how death has kept,

the biggest secret of all time.

Ben

Reviews

[Jules]

Overall a very good poem!! there is just a spelling error at the beginning which I think is a mistake, although it could still make sense the way it is: "how do we no" should be "how do we know" (correct me if I'm wrong...
Other than that I really like this poem! Its told in a mysterious way which keeps the mood of a secret throughout the poem! Very well done! I like the comparisons and analogies you make about the questions we ask, how we can think...I really like what you have written!