Time Of Death

Time Of Death

A Poem by The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)

Life’s moments are grains of sand

In the hourglass of the human spirit,

If you allow those grains

To slip through your fingers

They become the dirt

You will be buried beneath.

If you do not cry

Your soul will dry up,

To deny love

In fear of heartache

Is a self-made heart attack,

When you choose

Not to laugh

At the little things

Is like wearing

The Grim Reaper’s face.

My many attempts

To inspire you

Was my way

To revive you,

But your vital signs

Tell me it’s too late

So with regret

I will call it,

 

“Time of death, the moment you took your first breath.”

 

© 2014 The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)


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We dig our own graves when we wallow in misery... This is a flow of truth, deep and undeniable, Dale. This is a great one!

Posted 9 Years Ago


The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)

9 Years Ago

Great way of putting it, thank you Rita :)
If you allow those grains
To slip through your fingers
They become the dirt
You will be buried beneath.
ouch
“Time of death, the moment you took your first breath.”
and ouch again. I nice poetic slap in the face - WAKE UP. Well penned.

Posted 9 Years Ago


The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)

9 Years Ago

Thanks Tammy… I thought it was more effective then a poetic handshake, LOL
Inspiration doesn't always revive the soul when its cried a million tears in that same ocean's depths...just saying. Good stuff...bury me. :)

Posted 9 Years Ago


The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)

9 Years Ago

Don't make me give your muse CPR. Thanks Moonbeam.
Wonderful loved it...what a great writing.

Posted 9 Years Ago


The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)

9 Years Ago

Well thank you so much.
i think my soul dried up long ago...and i found myself buried in a cold mausoleum entombed by own fear of loving again...

Posted 9 Years Ago


The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)

9 Years Ago

Mine has turned into a raisin… one that was dropped on the floor and kicked under the stove.
If you do not cry
Your soul will dry up...

Awesome, you nailed it...great job :)

Posted 9 Years Ago


The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)

9 Years Ago

Why thank you very much.
kublakhan27

9 Years Ago

My pleasure.
Every single line is perfect! Absolutely perfect!

Posted 9 Years Ago


The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)

9 Years Ago

Well not sure bout perfect but thank you sweetie.
You have some very strong lines in this RnR, I love how you wrote of the souls necessities reminding us that to deny, is to starve, and also allowing us to reflect on who we call friends (those whom wish and take the time to inspire)

I love this one RnR, created with thoughtful intent, beautiful


Posted 9 Years Ago


The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)

9 Years Ago

Why thanks so much, glad you liked it.
Brilliant! A great statement on living to the fullest.

Posted 9 Years Ago


The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)

9 Years Ago

Why thai you Jennie, always appreciate your feedback.

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The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)
The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)

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About
Birth name: Dale Deadmond Born November 20th, 1969 Metaphorically speaking music is my BFF and poetry is my soulmate. This is my world of my favorite poets are E.A. Poe, Dylan Thomas, R.. more..

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