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Death’s poem

You shall see me,

Where these horizons meet.

Stay here, quite,

Please, have a seat.

To end your sufferings,

I have come a long way.

I promise to take your pain

Sorrows and all desires away.

You have served the sphere,

During these days.

You still are unaware,

Of world’s greatest ways.

Don’t strain, come,

Accept these vacations.

Oh, mortal!

I, indeed, am the final destination.

_ Death.

0 comments on “Death’s poem

  1. I wanted to say thank you very much for your invitation and then I read the last line.
    I would say thanks but no thanks, I am good here.😁.

    You very much surprised me here as I did not read the title first.


  2. Church lady commenting here. If death comes by way of suicide, it is not your friend. Don’t listen to even your own heart if it’s suggesting such a thing. Praying for God’s best in your life.