Death will bring peace

A old true story.

  Death will bring peace.


A pretty and kind Angel sleeps alone.
She turns from love and accepted solitude.
 In the darkness of lonely nights.
 She wished for more hellos and less goodbyes.
 
Old men sitting in the back of the corner bar.
Sitting with friends drinking shots of whiskey.
 Old timer Joe toast to a woman left alone so long ago.
 
The woman who once held  love as her will to be alive.
 Tells her lovers now.
All I have to give is flesh and bones now.
 Her eyes empty and sad.
 Her hunger now is to feel a man inside her.
 Her last emotion.
 
Liars pay the Devil his due.
The lair of the storytellers and fool's is always filled with more sinners.
 
Old Joe tells me whiskey won't take your sadness away.
Those damn memories come back and leave you empty
and wishing for some kind of peace.
 
He takes my hand.
He whisper I broke a Angel heart.
Left her for dead.
Then my heart died too.

Karma is a fair judge.
Fools who wasted love will die alone and be in hell forever.
 
He smile and slapped my back.
He tells me it is Valentine day.
Go home to your wife.
Buy her flowers and tell her how much you need and love her.
Hell is too damn full already.
 
He takes my whiskey and drinks it.
He turns away.
 
A woman sit on her porch.
She dream she is young and beautiful again.
She wishes on the first star.
Please tell Joe I forgive him and I hope he OK.
 
Old Joe died from too much whiskey.
A few of us show up and say goodbye.
We knew he died of loneliness and a broken heart.

A solace woman sit with tears.
I sit with her.
I told her what Joe told us.
 
He would be waiting in Purgatory for the one's who wasted words and the gift of love.
She kiss my cheek and walks into the street.

I leave the funeral and go to my wife.
Tell her she is my will to be alive.
 My only sweet dream.


 
                                  Coyote
                                  14 Feb 1998

Author's Note

Better to be kind even in a good bye. Any mistakes I would be thankful for the help.

Reviews

[AYVID N]

You paint such a heartbreaking yet realistic picture of life. Every person sees their end in accordance with their deeds and their weaknesses and we are just grateful for moving on with the lessons learnt. But there are those who didn't deserve their fate. At the end, we are just grateful for our own life and those of our loved ones. It was great to read an old poem of your today, dear Coyote.

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you dear Divya for reading. I appreciate the comment my dear friend.

[Mark]

Like it a lot, thanks for posting it. I think I've felt the feeling of not having anything to left to give from the third stanza. But it is not so sad to me because I recovered and there is hope.

[Ice QueenJen]

First off this was a very sad tale about lost loves, and past lives that are wasted by drinking and neglect. Something we all have seen sometime in our life. I found myself lost in your words, and it made me think about my own life.
I also noticed that no one else has pointed out some slight mistakes in the poem, so I have jotted them down for you.... here are the ones I have found:

Old timer Joe toast to a woman left alone so long ago.

[Randy`s Princess]

sweet very sweet I like this very emotional yeah that`s the word :)

[Dom Macchiaroli]

We're always harder on the ones closest to us. Well done my friend, and a good reminder.

[Tina Kline]

This one is very sad. We should spend more time loving those in our lives, appreciate their love instead of walking away from it. What seems right at the time often turns out wrong in the end and we spend too many years of our lives regretting those decisions.

[Ruth]

This is one of your best hon! A lot of insight has gone into this
A poem that is emotive, a lesson and excellent metaphorically:)
Awesome!
Kudos my friend!
xx

[Huggy Bear]

Your poem should be read to those that are dying because I believe this poem can bring resolve to those that fear death

[deeps]

A pretty and kind Angel sleeps alone.
She turns from love and accepted solitude.
In the darkness of lonely nights.
She wished for more hellos and less goodbyes.


I loved this stanza here. This is ao amazing and so much
deep powerful emotion. I can really grip onto this write.
This is amazing. I like reading this write.

[Iris Jayne]

it is a sad tale that could happen to anyone, but could rarely be expressed as beautifully. it appears more like a story than a poem to me, but the flow took me until the end. amazing story with an amazing lesson: do not waste the gift of love.

[J.Black]

It's dated Feb 14, Coyote. I see where your heart was on that date. It read more like a story to me rather than a poem. But either way, all my sympathy goes out to this "Average" Joe. You how many times this happens to people? Often. I liked this read.