so when I laughed at death
she was angry
I guess she thought a grim
exterior would help
she said it was not funny
death cries
still I will laugh at my pain
and grief
they are here to tell me
I am alive
so when I laugh at death
it is a choice
I laugh in a roar of agony
and tears
I steal from tears a throne
and crown
when my laughter ceases
then death will smile
when my laughter ceases then death will smile Good thought and poem. Laughter could actually cause healing.
Well I hope laughter does cause healing because I'm gonna keep laughing as long as I can. Thanks for the comment.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very poignant write. Quite heart-touching. Death is a terrible thing that man has to encounter but acceptance of it makes the reality less grim.
I don't know. Death is grim no matter what. I laugh but that does not mean I have accepted it.