beautiful death

04/2012

Oh beautiful death..
How I yearn to feel the numbing
cold that gathers at your
fingertips, brushing my feverish
skin. Quieting the painful thoughts
that eat at my mind.

Oh beautiful death..
I will remove the salt from my
doors so that you may enter
freely and grant my most  
honest request. I want
to die.

Oh beautiful death..
I am so tired. I willingly open
my heart to you.
May your darkness grow within
me so that I can choke out
all hope.

Oh beautiful death..
Bring me to my knees in prayer
for your swift coming.
Hear my cries of salvation from
the slavery of a lifetime of feeling
the hurt that surrounds me.

Oh beautiful death..
Snuff the fire from my eyes and fill
them with your blank stare.
Take away my mobility for the comfort
of being froze within your
icy embrace.

Oh beautiful death..
Wash over me and still my already labored
breath. Speed through my
veins and overcome all sources of
this cursed life. Replace my containment
with your blessed void.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A powerful poem. Remind me of the old story of old. People in mourning would wish for death over life. Nice flow of thoughts in the poem. I believe if you don't like the place you are at. Move and find a place you are content. Death is a death-end street. Thank you for a outstanding poem.
Coyote

[TL Boehm]

Riveting piece. So many are afraid of death - and have no desire to embrace it.

[Raya Avans]

Beautiful poem, I especially enjoyed the fifth stanza,

"Snuff the fire from my eyes and fill
them with your blank stare.
Take away my mobility for the comfort
of being froze within your
icy embrace."

Wonderfully written..

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

An ode to Death, splendidly written.

[Kaylor Mason]

I would heartily agree with this were it not for several occasions in my life in which I met Death, and on those occasions I decided I wanted to live. I still remember him quite clearly; Death's handshake is a little too cold for me, even now.

[Hayley]

Wow, you are back with a bang, I must say. I love the exploration of death and its beauty, its morbidness, its peace, its release and escape.
Just beautiful. It really spoke to me.

[Jazique]

Wonderful just wonderful the words just spoke and the flow was like whoa. The repitiion of "Oh beautiful death..." and all it can do and the picture of course attracted me this way as well as the title because the pic is like doctor who's weeping angel as they are the become of death to which, your poem embraces. So even though it has a hint of sorrow in it I can still say brava and bravo piece like no other in describing death in more then what it is rather then what it isn't.

[Deandra Dawn]

I love this. Leaves me almost speechless. Very well written.

[patricia]

this reminds me of my mum, and the way she used to pray. she suffered a lot, just wanted to be out of it, not even sure if she ever cared if it would be to heaven or not...just like you say...a blessed void. thanks.

[Cascara (aka Sprint Goe..]

you actually made death sound pleasant for a while

nice write