Life and death Poems
The Greatest Mystery
by Richard Randolph
The Greatest Mystery
Life is the greatest mystery,
a strange, magnificent blessing
that came from no one knows where,
and no one knows how.
Like many unexpected gifts,
we often don’t know what to do with it,
or what purpose it has – we have.
And it can be difficult, often painfully so,
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Distribution/Розподіл (Ukrainian)
by Halyna Myroslava
Коли
сизою пеленою
заволочене яйце ока нового світу
викотившись із темряви
теплого гнізда
на світло
повчитись бачити
барви
одну за одною у білому
РОЗЛУПИТЬСЯ
......
You Can't Outrun Death
by Jesus Betancourt
If you think you can live longer
Trying to overcome a force that is stronger
Beware you can't outrun death
Time runs out with your last breath
Throughout history snake oil peddlers were around
Trying to prolong life selling a remedy
To this date none can be found
So keep running to reach your longevity
Loud Portrait
by Satish Verma
Inspired by you,
I will write a nameless poem.
Would you sign on it?
Draw one beautiful
art on my lips. I will wipe
out your scalding tears.
Listen to your heart
for trapped voice in cage.
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Wat blijft
by Mario Odekerken
Er is stilte
in alles wat geweest is.
Beweging stopt
waar adem stokt,
waar ogen sluiten
zonder verwachting.
Wat ik wil,
wat ik zoek,
......
Einde
by Mario Odekerken
Ik loop
met de handen vol verlangens
die niemand ziet.
Ze fluisteren in mij
als echo's van wat nog niet is geweest,
of nooit zal zijn.
Soms groeien ze,
als onkruid tussen stilte en gewoonte,
......
Wat blijft
by Mario Odekerken
Er is stilte
in alles wat geweest is.
Beweging stopt
waar adem stokt,
waar ogen sluiten
zonder verwachting.
Wat ik wil,
wat ik zoek,
......
Stroke of Breath
by Gus Krueger
Art is a masterpiece
When no change is needed
To understand
Is to draw the last breath
The Greatest Mystery
by Richard Randolph
The Greatest Mystery
Life is the greatest mystery,
a strange, magnificent blessing
that came from no one knows where,
and no one knows how.
Like many unexpected gifts,
we often don’t know what to do with it,
or what purpose it has – we have.
And it can be difficult, often painfully so,
......
Distribution/Розподіл (Ukrainian)
by Halyna Myroslava
Коли
сизою пеленою
заволочене яйце ока нового світу
викотившись із темряви
теплого гнізда
на світло
повчитись бачити
барви
одну за одною у білому
РОЗЛУПИТЬСЯ
......
