khoirun niam

Rookie (wednesday at june 29 1983 / kadilangu trangkil pati)

Death - Poem by khoirun niam

Death is the end of our live
Death is the gate of our existence
Death is the end of everything
Remember we are mortal
Do some we must do
Never worried about
Something different
Do the best in our second
In our life
Never worry about tomorrow
Because tomorrow we may die
Death is the end of our will
Do the will before the death come
Do what we want to do
Carpe diem
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  • Rookie Stephen West (7/31/2008 2:02:00 PM)

    It is very difficult to 'carpe diem' if you worry about death all the time.
    Death is the only certainty in life, so not worth a moment's thought.
    I stopped worrying about death fifty years ago when I saw Olivier in his ridiculous interpretation of 'Hamlet'. Almost made me want to cut my throat there and then.
    Now I am sixty two. I have faced almost certain death five very countable times, and I still carpe diem and look forward to more carpe dieming tomorrow.
    If I go, I go, but life is still too interesting to worry about the end (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, July 31, 2008



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