Poetry

Death is....

Death is when your loved ones must departDeath is a sharp pain to the heartDeath is a feeling of permanent sadness and painDeath is when your loved ones have forever gone awayDeath is a call to heaven or hellDeath is an eternal mansion or cellDeath is a lesson to learn aboutDeath is a loss, without a doubtDeath is an unhappy feeling to haveDeath is unpleasant on anyone's behalfDeath is something we all will go throughDeath is a storm waiting to brewDeath is a lingering crow always overheadDeath is a soul, done being fed

Copyright © Rebekah Johnson (Age 12)

Poetry

Death is... A Compilation of Death Poetry

(10/05/2000) Death is when your loved ones must departDeath is a sharp pain to the heartDeath is a feeling of permanent sadness & painDeath is when your loved ones have forever gone awayDeath is a call to heaven or hellDeath is an eternal mansion or cellDeath is a lesson to learn aboutDeath is a loss, without a doubtDeath is an unhappy feeling to haveDeath is unpleasant on anyone's behalfDeath is something we all will go throughDeath is a storm waiting to brewDeath is a lingering crow always overheadDeath is a soul, done being fedDeath is cruel, Death is unfair, Why death? Does death care? Death is unkind, Death breaks hearts, Why death? Do you like to part? Death is here, Death is there, Why death? Why be everywhere? Death is the end, Death is to die, Why death? To make people cry? Death was created, Death is still here, Why death? We live in fear, Death is death, Death is dead, Why death? Because death said.Death is forever, so don’t flirt with deathDeath is painful, so stay away from knifesDeath is not for lovers, so don’t dieDeath is not for me, so don’t even tryDeath is never clear, so be carefulDeath is never fun, so stay away from strangersDeath is never pleasing, so don’t get caught up in the hypeDeath is never fair, so get use to itDeath is always occurring, so don’t forget itDeath is never what u expect, so expect the unexpectedDeath is not for you, so please don’t give upDeath is forever, so don’t forget that


Shenise Ashmeade

Weird burial rituals
Did you know...

...when a viking died, he was buried w/ all of his armour and his horse just in case he met with battle on the other side?

...sometimes the Japanese would kill the wives and animals for the newly deceased? It was so the dead wouldn't be lonely.

...in some countries, if a child died, a dog would be buried with it? Reason: a dog can always find its way home.

...ancient Egyptians would turn their dead in circles to confuse them so they would not return to the living?

The New Type of Living Will

The Five Wishes:

1. I would like for my mother to make care decisions for me when I can't. However, if not possible, then I leave my sisters in charge because no one knows me better.


2. I would like for all possible attempts to save my live made, but do not wish to stay on a life-support machine if there is absolutely no hope for me making a full or decent recovery.


3. I wish to be very comfortable during my last stages. If, I am leaving this world I want all of my reasonable demands met.


4. I want people to treat me as a person still, and I don't want a lot of crying going on around me. It's okay to reflect on the past, but make it a joyous thing...not a mournful event.


5. I would want my mother to know that my father(deceased) and her did an awsome job raising us, she's my role model, and I was grateful for having understanding and loving parents. As for my sisters, I love them no matter what disagreements we may have had, I love their children and hope I wasn't too bad of a role model!lol I would like for my brother-in-law to know he's the big brother I never had and wanted my older male cousins to be(instead of trying to be my dad figures). To all other family members and three real friends, I love them and wouldn't trade them for the world.

Bargaining

There are five stages of dying. They are denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance. The most interesting is bargaining. During this stage, one is aware of their illness and if religious, they begin to bargain with GOD. They make a lot of promises about things they will begin to do and things they will no longer do. The interesting or funny part is that most of the time they are making false promises, because if they do start to get well the bargaining becomes an unfair deal.

If one believes that God can help or save them....then why go back on your word and betray HIM?

Wikipedia:

In English, death is often given the name the "Grim Reaper" and shown as a skeletal figure carrying a large scythe and clothed in a black cloak with a hood.

In Hindu scriptures the lord of death is called Yama, or Yamaraj (literally "the lord of death"). Yamaraj rides a black buffalo and carries a rope lasso to carry the soul back to his abode called "Yamalok".

Old Slavic tribes viewed Death as a woman in white clothes, with a never-fading green sprout in her hand. The touch of the sprout would put a human to an everlasting sleep.

Why do we give death a name, or character? Why are some cultures' personification of death "sweet" and others "bitter"? What do you consider death to be?

Why Fear Death?

If we all know that we are going to die, then what's the problem? As I once heard in a song, "Everbody wants to go to heaven, but nobody wants to die." This is so true, because noone wants to die, but because they know that eventually they will, everbody wishes for a good "after-life". So, are "WE" really fearing what will come after death? If anything even comes after death!

The Perfect Death and My Obituary

The Perfect Death: I don't think anyone really wants to die, but it eventually happens. I would like to die in my sleep after a fun and loving day with my family. However, if that's not an option, I would prefer something quick that does not involve a lot of pain.(especially if I might end up in hell!lol)

My Obituary: Of course it will have my name, date of birth, and date of departure! My life story would read:
Ashley M. Peguese was born January 15, 1988, to Carl (deceased) and Gloria Peguese. She was the second born of three children(sisters:Mrs. Lashaunda Peguese-Bostick and Adrian Peguese). Ashley had just reached the young age of 21, when she was rescued from this evil world.
Ashley graduated from South Florence High school in 2006, and was working on her third year of college, at Francis Marion University. Her major was psychology, a great interest in her "world". She was always a honor student and maintained good grades.
At the age of eleven, she gave her life to Christ. She was an active Church member and volunteer. Those who knew her, loved, adored, and looked up to her. Her first love was music, and she always said her "Daddy" was her first boyfriend.
Ashley always kept a beautiful smile on her face, was kind, and sincere. Even when she was down, she kept a smile on her face and made sure others were happy too. Ashley was an angel that has taken her place in heaven.

My Introduction

The name is Ashley. I have a couple of nicknames, but only a very few peole know them. I am intelligent, honest, and unique. Most people would say that I am funny, independent, and strait forward. I am in love with music, and listen to everything under the sun. Music is a form of therapy for me, it's like a way to vent. As for death, I lost a grandmother in first grade, a grandfather my junior year of high school, and my DADDY the summer after my sophmore year of high school. I was more traumatized by my Daddy's death than any other.