Death

Our death is in the cool of night,
our life is in the pool of day.
The darkness glows, I’m drowning,
the day has tired me with light.

by Heinrich Heine Click to read full poem

Comments (14)

true follow the add as light in the day let the sunshine rise
that is awesome poem
Simply amazing touch in this poem...nice one
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oh my God....what a way to portray ones transient to the beyond
Life and death a reality of worldly life.good poem.
I wonder where he's sleeping, but there's romance here about a moment that is too late for waking up on.
A chronicle on life and death. A reflecton on the absurdity of life. Good blend of rhyme scheme. Sylva.
death the inevitable.. thanks for reminding me
A superb life song reflecting a fine confluence one one's life before and after death. Thanks for sharing it here.
a poem saying after our demise life goes on to include a happy birdsong?
The truth of death..., thanks for sharing....
Death Woven Into Fabrics Intricate death woven into intricate fabrics permeates all life all ecosystems death stalks the night stalks the day in all seasons death finds its prey in hours minutes seconds in flight struggle moments death kingdoms nature rules a few moments predator kills silence unnerving time stops life lost nature pause honours death terminating life has a final say a circular finality defines life cycles day leaves grow dark time passes but death cannot stop long life songs gay Copyright © Terence George Craddock Inspired by the poem 'Death' by the poet Heinrich Heine. Dedicated to the poet Henrich Heine.
'Our death is in the cool of night, our life is in the pool of day. The darkness glows, I’m drowning, the day has tired me with light.' loved the circular finality of these lines, time passes, the leaves grow dark but the death cannot stop the 'young nightingale' singing in his sleep.