gone.

gone.

A Poem by Nisha M.
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how i imagined death would feel like.

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And it happens 

Unexpectedly

I’m still here 

But nobody ever sees me 


My soul lingers, 

I see blood on my hands 

They’re crying, 

Doctors said they tried 

And then they all cried 


Flicker, flicker 

Lights are dancing

I’m light as a feather 

I hear screams

Of people I recognise

But I don’t know why 


Won’t they speak to me?

I’m here, say something

Won’t mother come to me?

Tell me everything’s fine


And though I loved being alone

I wish somebody’d come and tell me

I’m not on my own

I don’t want to, I won’t 


My body pleading for warmth

They lay me lower, slowly 

I struggled, and wailed

Nobody heard what I said


I gave up, 

Until I realised 

They’re crying for me 

I’m no longer to be 

I am gone,

Mother, father 

I’m scared 


I’m dead




© 2020 Nisha M.


Author's Note

Nisha M.
so glad to be back in 2020! had a busy year in 2019 that i had barely enought time to post. i never stopped writing though. it keeps me happy and gets rid of my stress for sure. hope you enjoy this! sorry if it feels a little morbid - i keep thinking about life and death is a topic i cannot ignore when i think of life.

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The final thoughts of a person. I believe would be a prayer for the ones left behind. Please forgive me and I love you all so much. Your poem dear Nisha, I liked the honest tone and real feel of life in the words. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Nisha M.

4 Years Ago

Dear friend, thank you for always reading my poetry. I am so grateful for your comments, and I'm so .. read more
Coyote Poetry

4 Years Ago

Always my pleasure to read your work and be safe my dear friend.



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I am sure many of us have pondered on our own death. Whether we would be aware of what was going on or whether it would be like a light switch turning off. Good to see you back posting Nisha M. All good wishes to you.

Chris

Posted 4 Years Ago


What an emotional and realistic write,,, interestingly written... i enjoyed this poem... Keep writing and sharing !

Posted 4 Years Ago


Amaaaaazzzing poem so real but unreal as we have not been down that path yet thanks 😊

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Nisha M.

4 Years Ago

Dear Julie, thank you for your heartwarming comment and taking the time to read my poem. Wishing you.. read more
Julie McCarthy (juliespenhere)

4 Years Ago

Thanks
Ale care x
An interesting poem on death and transition. I enjoyed this one.

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Nisha M.

4 Years Ago

Dear Divya, thank you so much for taking the time to read my poem! It always brings me great joy whe.. read more
The final thoughts of a person. I believe would be a prayer for the ones left behind. Please forgive me and I love you all so much. Your poem dear Nisha, I liked the honest tone and real feel of life in the words. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Nisha M.

4 Years Ago

Dear friend, thank you for always reading my poetry. I am so grateful for your comments, and I'm so .. read more
Coyote Poetry

4 Years Ago

Always my pleasure to read your work and be safe my dear friend.

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Added on January 27, 2020
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Nisha M.
Nisha M.

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