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Words or Silence – Death Poem

It’s 9:50 in the night
the city is living in quarantine
and I had to google for the correct spelling
Anyway

I’m out on terrace
it’s a part of routine
my own isolation
with some air, stars ,sky
and sometimes kid in the neighborhood

But tonight it’s different
It’s quieter than usual
Though I like the silence,
it makes me wonder about the virus
wandering few kms away from me

I inhale the air while a song plays
on repeat
reminding me of someone I’ve never met
I wonder, what if I’m the next one to die
adding 1 more to the count

Suddenly I look back at where it all started
Back in 1997,
a baby with a huge head which couldn’t fit in any of the clothes
(Because my parents keep mentioning it in every childhood memory)

I grew up with a childhood dream
A dream of growing old and retiring from work
because it always seemed to be peaceful
until tonight when I’m dying in my 20’s with this dream

Maybe I have already seen & did it all

From making my parents cry
by scoring more than expected
to turning them silent for weeks
by failing in second year of graduation
I did both

Talking until everyone at home gets bored
to overthink everything and stay quiet
for no reason at all
I grew up

What I’ll be thinking about while i gasp for last breath? (Like will from Five feet apart)

Probably things I could never say
to my family
without tears streaming down
for how they raised, inspired and supported me

To the Friends
who adopted the awkward me
and always checked up on me even when
I didn’t pick their calls or replied back
and stayed home
while they were partying outside

And some people who could never know,
what I really felt about them
because I always kept things to myself
out of fear, doubts and overthinking
to hide the fact that I needed them

But you know what,
yes, you all
I did love even when I was silent
I did care even when I left early
and I did miss even when I could never say it out loud
I was just in my head (which I regret)

Everything happens for a reason
That’s what I tell myself when things go wrong
and try to look at the positives
behind every failure, heartbreak and disappointment

This Poem has an end, so does the life
I wonder what you’ll keep as my memory,
and miss most,
my words
or my silence ?


Poem Description

Death is the ultimate truth, isn’t it?

Yet we live like we have all the time in the world. To start working on something, to say what we have been hiding, to live our life.

Then suddenly you see death coming for you, and you’ve nowhere to go.

You want to do everything you’ve been putting on hold. But now you’re out of time.

So, Are we awaiting death to do what we always wanted to ?

Okay, I’m not trying to scare you here. These were my thoughts on the day I wrote this poem.

I thought about my life, how I’ve lived and what I’ll want to say before I die.

And then I had a conversation about Death with Sameera which inspired me to write this.

So, that’s how I wrote my death poem.

Also, I hope you all are safe and healthy.

Thank you for reading !

My Words or silence ? Let me know in the comments below.


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  • Wow ... this is amazing. You are so right when you say that we live like we have all the time in the world ... yet that is the opposite of true.
    In order to live full lives, we really need to keep death constantly in front of our eyes.
    And honestly this virus is a real reminder of that ... it's making people realize that none of us are immortal.
    Your poem was beautiful ... it captured all the different emotions of death. Words and silences are just as powerful, in my opinion.
    Thank you for this ... what a great reminder! I hope you're staying safe and healthy!
    power to the local dreamer ||-//

    • Thank you so much Jul for such a beautiful comment ❤️❤️❤️

      Exactly, we hardly remember the fact that we all are here for a limited amount of time. So, we need to stop postponing a lot of things which we want to do and say.

      I'm glad to know you liked the poem❤️

      Yes, I'm good. Hope you are safe and healthy as well 🤗

      Power to the local dreamer ||-//

  • "I wonder, what if I’m the next one to die". This thought is visiting every wordly beings frequently nowadays. As you said, this poem had an end so does this life. I too prefer to silently enjoy the life without interfering much into means and modes of life. Enjoy whatever the life gave, whether it is sorrow or happiness. Then you will find utter peace. Very beautiful and reader friendly poem. Enjoyed a lot.🤩💞👍

    • I know right, it's haunting many people.

      Lovely message Tushara, we need to accept life as it is 🤗

      Thank you so much ❤️❤️

  • Sumeet, I think this is our main problem.. we keep so much in our head ..we predict what might go wrong and keep on overthinking..My biggest problem. I want to express myself more clearly and authentically..but can't..See, in writing I can but in real conversations it is very difficult for me.
    I can relate to this piece very well. And that line ' Everything has a reason' is something that gives me hope.
    I still believe that we should learn to express ourselves more clearly, even in real world, with our family and friends, otherwise we will be the one who will do and act as people want us to and when it gets too overwhelming for us... we go in our shells..hurting and doubting ourselves.
    Well, I just pray that we all could accept ourselves and that we too deserve to be happy🙂

    • This is so true, Sohanpreet :( I keep thinking about this often. But it's hard to get over this overthinking and doubting ourselves.

      Me too! I have been writing about so much, in reality I won't be able speak out that easy. It's complicated 😅

      Right, especially with family & friends it's required. I'm trying to improve on it, hopefully I will.

      And you will too 🤗

      Thank you so much ❤️❤️❤️

  • Amazing! I love silence too but when it takes time too long, it haunts me. Stay safe and healthy.

    • I too love Silence, haven't haunted me though.
      Thank you ❤️❤️ And you safe too 😊

  • Unspoken words has left me with my own regrets as well, that's why I hope you get to express what you feel to your loved ones. Depressing times are upon us, let's not wait until all becomes too late. This is a beautiful and relatable poem! I hope things are doing well for you.

    • Same here! Regrets are the worst.
      I hope you too get express whatever you want to your loved ones 😊

      Thank you so much ! And yes, things are going good here. How about you??

      • Glad to hear that! I'm doing okay. I'm blessed to be with my family during this time but still very much concerned about the things I've been hearing on the news.

        I've been thinking of topics to blog about to get my mind off of things. What have you been doing while in quarantine?

        • Me too, I'm happy to be home and safe with family 😊

          That's cool, looking forward to reading more from you 🤩

          Well, I've been writing and sleeping mostly. Though I'm thinking about taking a small break from blogging.

  • I see. Take a break if you need to! Even I am finding it difficult to concentrate and get inspired with everything going on. I'll be looking forward to reading more of your blog when you decide to do so! Stay safe and healthy!

    • Yup , just posted a short article and my break starts now 🤭

      You too, stay safe and healthy 😊

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