Jun 1, 2021
a date with death
Beneath the moon and twinkling stars
a mortal resides not much afar
who wanders the hills every night
Oblivious of the other souls and sprites
Every night he comes and walks around
or sits by the creek and listens to its sound
and when the night comes to an end
He bids goodbye and to his home he wends
All his nights were spent like that
smoking and thinking while he sat
whether this life is worth the pain
or all of this is just in vain?
Then one night did not go as he planned
when he stumbled upon an empty land
a silent chill, a lonely top
a barren earth thirsty for rain drops
No trees or plants or animals around
Just a dark figure sitting upon a mound
He took some time to gather the strength
Walked towards it stopping at arm’s length
With every step he could feel the growing chill
He now knew why there was no life on that hill
A scythe, a skeleton, a cloak, and a veil
Only darkness around with a distant wail
The figure turned to see a smiling mortal
A first for her regardless of being immortal
Even her stare could not rob him of his smile
He whispered to her: "After all this while."
You are mistaken, I am not whom you seek
"I am Death," she said in a voice so meek
"I know who you are", the mortal said,
"The reason behind all that is dead."
"And still you are smiling with me so near,"
Said death after sensing everything but fear
"I wanted to know how it felt around you
Will it be the end of life or start of a new?"
"I wish I could answer but I am afraid I cannot"
And all his efforts led to naught
After a little talk death got up to leave
Disappointed, that mortal could only heave
"I will see you when you take your last breath."
And that was the end of his date with death.
death's friend
It was cold and dark that night
with the whole town covered in grim
and while every house wore despair
people hid behind bibles and hymns
They knew what all of it meant
the dark and cold and morose
it was death on its way to them
and with every breath it grew close
But this time it was different
as death gave them all a choice
to save their lives and of others
and just make one little sacrifice
The sacrifice of a human soul
a soul which no longer lives
and the people stood there baffled
not knowing whose life to give
Death laughed at its cruel joke
and watched them shiver with fear
these helpless little souls
covered in despair and tears
His laugh was interrupted with footsteps
of a figure which resembled a man
who approached death with a smile
something that death couldn’t understand
His joke had turned on him
it was time to keep his word
and the whole town celebrated
while the man and death blurred
On their way to the other side
Death understood in the end
that after all this while
he might have found a friend.