MidNight in the Garden Of Death

uhox

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On the Path of Death

Take My Hand and Follow me.
Don’t Lost on Path, But follow me
And realize; in this night
You only have few hours to Sleep
That is, …If you can Get to sleep after seen
Some of the scenes along this path
The ‘Path of Death’…..

From certain Point,
It is the Death walking besides you, Not me
Your words are Moving in Silent Monologue
Your feelings of Malincony and Sadness
Embrace you before the End
Along this ‘ Path of Death……..

Ask him, What you want
He tell you that;
He is not Following you,
But; that You are following Him
Along the Path of Life
But, Parallel to the ‘ Path of Death…….

---uhoX-------

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uhox

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From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I loved, I loved alone.


by Edgar Allen Poe
in his "Poem"
 

akila101

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scary..... but a nice poem


uhox said:
On the Path of Death

Take My Hand and Follow me.
Don’t Lost on Path, But follow me
And realize; in this night
You only have few hours to Sleep
That is, …If you can Get to sleep after seen
Some of the scenes along this path
The ‘Path of Death’…..

From certain Point,
It is the Death walking besides you, Not me
Your words are Moving in Silent Monologue
Your feelings of Malincony and Sadness
Embrace you before the End
Along this ‘ Path of Death……..

Ask him, What you want
He tell you that;
He is not Following you,
But; that You are following Him
Along the Path of Life
But, Parallel to the ‘ Path of Death…….

---uhoX-------
 

uhox

Member
Bohoma stuti reply walata

Api adare karana kello, Api merunamath apita Adare karai da?:(


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Even In the Death.. We will never Separate

It is useless to cry now my dear
When my breath has gone forever

Just stay with me
In this cool night
While I am sleeping beneath of the earth
Buried ..yet breathing the memories

Remind me the days
When your hands caressed my hair
Your fingers were soft
Oh…..Your fingers….
But now holding this Red Flower
The Flower of the Eternal Love

---uhoX---


….your tears fall as God’s gentile rain
They only wet the flowers,
For I am gone from here…………
……


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