(Excerpt from: Death Be Not Proud – by John Donne)
Excerpt from: Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep – Mary Fyre
(Excerpt from:Because I could not stop for death– Emily Dickinson)
(Death is not the End– Sri Chinmoy
(Excerpt from: The Fear of Life and Death – Sri Aurobindo)
Other Poems about Death
- It was not death – Emily Dickinson
- On Death – Khalil Gibran
- When Death Comes – Mary Oliver
- Dying is fine but death – e.e. cummings
- Death is a dialogue– Jane Hirshfield
- Death Be Not Proud– John Donne
- Remember – Christina Rossetti
- Excerpts on Death – from the Upanishads
- The Charge of the Light Brigade – A. Tennyson
- I was Dead – Rumi
- A Stone I died – Rumi
- I cease not from desire – Hafiz
- Death from Gitanjali by Tagore
- Suttee – Sarojini Naidu
- The Death Of A Hired Man – Robert Frost
- A Wish – Matthew Arnold
- The Death of Beowulf – Beowulf
- I am dying, Egypt – Shakespeare
Love and Death
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 which 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
- Poems about Death and Dying at Allspirit
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