(Verse 1)
The sombre sun sets
For the last time
My expiring mind etches out
Its final rhymes
My irises capture
Their fading photons
Electricity flickers
Through dying neurons
(Verse 2)
My diaphragm pulls
The last oxygen to my chest
Gifting CO2 to the trees
With my terminal breath
Once my corpse is lowered
Into the damp abyss
My remaining cells commence
Their metamorphosis
(Chorus)
Oh death, oh death
An unappreciated friend
Spiralling through the cosmos
Barreling by black holes
There is no end
Oh death, oh death
You’ve kissed me with your
Wilted lips
Consciousness is reborn
Pulsing like a neutron star
The cosmos is your hips
(Verse 3)
No more motion
All is serenely still
The worms and insects
Gorge their fill
Phosphorus, calcium and collagen
Are what will remain
The only evidence I existed
On this conscious plain
(Verse 4)
Taut dry flesh, like leather
Now exposed to soil and damp
Nature initiates recycling
With its signature stamp
The only remnant of me
Will be decaying gelatin
Rest easy in the ground
My humble skeleton
(Chorus)
Oh death, oh death
An unappreciated friend
Spiralling through the cosmos
Barreling by black holes
There is no end
Oh death, oh death
You’ve kissed me with your
Wilted lips
Consciousness is reborn
Pulsing like a neutron star
The cosmos is your hips
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Author:
Syd (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I believe when we die our conscious is set free and is reborn. Lyrics: Original work by Syd (False Sense) Music: AI-generated composition © Lyrics copyright reserved Images AI generated
- Category: Spiritual
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I love this poem(or song)it deeply explores the topic of death. Nicely written!
Thank you so much Cindy. I'm glad you enjoyed this piece. I really appreciate your kind comment.
- Syd 🍄
I have always seen death as an old friend a reliever of pain and a siren that sings softly. Reincarnation implied as the body decomposes. The soul liberated to be reborn. Nicely done.
Yes, I too see it that way. It'll be painful for the loved ones left behind but a reliever of pain for the individual and it's something to look forward to at the end of life. Another adventure.
Thank for stopping by. I appreciate your kind comment.
- Syd 🍄
You are most welcome
I don't know if I agree that our consciousness is 'reborn' in the literal sense, but I do adore how this poem reframes death as a universal necessity by exulting it beyond just a personal loss or occurrence to a cosmic event. Great write
Hi Abdullah, I suppose we'll all find out at some point. Up until a few years ago I used to think that death was just the end and there was nothing after but something has changed inside of me.
Thanks for stopping by. I appreciate your feedback and kind comment.
- Syd 🍄
This is one of your best sets of lyrics. Love this! Love the thoughts inside and I too believe the end is not the end. Kudos great beat to this one. 🌹
That's very kind of you Shirley. I'm over the moon you think so highly of this one.
Thank you very much 😊
- Syd 🍄
Raw, cosmic, and unflinching—this one grips the inevitability of death and spins it into stardust.
Your voice is intimate with mortality, gritty yet strangely tender, pulsing between decay and rebirth.
Thank you Thomas. I'm glad you enjoyed this one.
- Syd 🍄
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