Poems about Death

Death is not the end
Death can never be the end.

Death is the road.
Life is the traveller.
The Soul is the Guide

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Our mind thinks of death.
Our heart thinks of life
Our soul thinks of Immortality. 

- By: Sri Chinmoy

Other Poems about Death

• Because I could not stop for death - Emily Dickinson
• It was not death - Emily Dickinson
• The Fear of Life and Death - Sri Aurobindo
• On Death - Khalil Gibran
• When Death Comes - Mary Oliver
• Death is fine but death - e.e. cummings
• Death is a dialogue - Jane Hirshfield
• Death Be Not Proud - John Donne
• Remember - Christina Rossetti

• Excerpt from Upanishads about Death
  
• The Charge of the Light Brigade - A. Tennyson
• I was Dead - Rumi
• A Stone I died - Rumi
• Drops of his hearts blood - Hafiz
• Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep -  Mary Fyre
• Death from Gitanjali by Tagore
• Suttee - Sarojini Naidu

• Poems about Fear of Death

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Poem on Love and Death

by William Penn

They that love beyond the world cannot be separated by it.
   Death cannot kill what never dies.
   Nor can spirits ever be divided, that love and live in the same divine principle, the root and record of their friendship.
   If absence be not death, neither is theirs.
   Death is but crossing the world, as friends do the seas; they live in one another still.
   For they must needs be present, that love and live in that whch is omnipresent.
   In this divine glass they see face to face; and their converse is free, as well as pure.
   This is the comfort of friends, that though they may be said to die, yet their friendship and society are, in the best sense, ever present, because immortal.

William Penn, from More Fruits of Solitude

Related Pages on Death

• Is Death the End? Talk by Sri Chinmoy
• Poems about Life
• Poems about Love
• Other Poetic Themes 
• Quotes on Death
• Tagore Short poems on life and death

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