I tell myself I’m not afraid
Of either death or dying,
But when I look at you I feel
My heart would say I’m lying.
Though death itself is peaceful sleep,
My life without you here
Would make no sense, arrested life,
Hollow and insincere.
I tell myself I’m not afraid
Of either death or dying,
But when I hold your hand I hear
My soul tells me I’m lying.
Though death itself is peaceful sleep,
My life, with you above
While I’m below, is wakeful death,
And this I fear, my love.
© Sonya Annita Song
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“My life, with you above
While I’m below, is wakeful death”, I loved this line❤ Beautiful!
Much appreciated. I’m glad you enjoyed it. 🙂
This really touches me, and I definitely relate.I am blessed with a husband who is a vital part of me. We met a couple of months after I turned 16, and will be celebrating 51 years of marriage next month. At our ages, thoughts of being without him scare me,and I have told him under no circumstances is he allowed to die first!
Congratulations on 51 years! I am happy to hear that you have been so blessed in love. Unfortunately, when you are so blessed for so long, there is a flip side as well. But that is why every moment you spend with your loved one now is so precious.
Very true
So touching; so beautiful!! 🙂
Many thanks for your kind words. 🙂
You are so welcome!! 🙂
Such a beautiful lyrical post. ❤️
Much appreciated. 🙂
My pleasure always
I believe that death is not a final destination.
It is just the Beginning of a new Journey!
Agreed! 😀
You inspired my next post!
Oohh this is nice. I like poetry that rhymes, it just sounds better in my head, and makes the message easier though I know from experience that it’s not easy to come up with a rhyme… so kudos to you! ✨
Also, I don’t know how I feel about this, but it made me embrace my kids (they’re sleeping now). They are the reason why I’m carrying on in this life. Thanks for the wonderful poem. Keep writing 🌷
That is how I feel about rhyming poetry as well. I am so happy to hear you feel the same way. The love for your children is amazing. Thank you so much for your kind words. I truly appreciate them. 🙂
Thank you for your poetry
Thank you for graciously reading. 🙂
This is a delight to read. I love the use of repetition. Love the internal rhyming as well such as this one: ‘But when I hold your hand I hear…’ It’s a yes for me.
Keep writing!
Thank you so much for your lovely words of encouragement! 🙂
Brava! This works. Small niggle (because I can :-)). “My soul tell”, not tells. We all love the edit function in WordPress
I hate to tell you this, but it was on purpose. I sometimes break away from grammatical structure in favor of sound. I hate the way “My soul tell me I’m lying” sounds. I know it will probably drive some people crazy, but hopefully not too many. 🙂
Artists choice :-). I looked a some or your villanelles. I am very impressed by how you don’t let the form constrain you.
Why that’s very kind of you. I take liberties when I can. 😉
And thank you for making me re-read my last villanelle where I noticed a booger-in-my-nose mistake: “it’s” instead of “its”! I almost had a stroke. We need more grammar police! 🙂
And sometimes, for full disclosure, it’s just a goof lol. But in this case, it really was purposeful. I do appreciate when people point these things out to me, however. Thank you for caring. 🙂
So beautifully expressed, Sonya ❤ I feel the same.
I try not to think about it, but every once in awhile, this fear overwhelms me. Thank you for our kind words. 🙂
This is gorgeous!
I feel that pain…writing is most definitely therapeutic. I do it myself.
God bless and take care.
Thank you so much for your kind words. 🙂
Life seems to take on a new importance when one is in love. I agree.
Absolutely. Thank you. 🙂
That wasn’t about zombies! This reminds me of a time I had a new girlfriend. I had to go out of town. I remember driving a little more cautiously over a stretch of perilous windy road. Life has a funny way of reminding us why it’s precious. That’s why zombies won’t go away.
Lol I love the explanation for why we have zombies. Totally makes sense. 🙂
Don’t encourage me. You wrote a beautiful poem, and I say, “This needs zombies.” I am a horrible person.
Actually, the title was a definite reference to zombies, which was why you interpreted it that way. Don’t blame yourself for interpreting it the way I wanted you to interpret it. My kind of zombie, however, was just a little different than the kind of zombie that you were thinking of. 🙂
I do tend to be too literal.
Usually safer that way. 🙂
You have a beautiful way of expressing painful truths.
That is such a lovely thing to say. Thank you so much. 🙂
A masterstroke? A classic? I’m not sure which of the two suits your words…
You are far too kind. Thank you for your graciousness. 🙂