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  • Something more to say…

    Death.
    Life.
    Being.

    All so important topics.
    That we go on every day,
    Without knowing what to say.
    We just feel alive!
    We just experience loss…
    And at these moments,
    We are in loss of words.

    And somehow that makes sense.
    That we stand silent in front of our self.
    And express what we feel in verse…

    Death.
    Life.
    Being.

    Does it matter what they mean at the end of the day?
    All I know is that I feel bad.
    All I know is that I feel well.
    (And that these feelings have something more to say…)

    Source: Affiliated site Death Poetry

    August 14, 2026
    being, death, death poetry, poem, Poetry

  • Change under the Sun

    ~ New death poem from Death-Poetry.com

    Change me and I will change you.

    As well as the cosmos we are in.

    And that will also change other things in return.

    That will affect something else.

    Until the tide of change affects everything.

    And my new self, wakes up in a new world.

    To do things under a new sun.

    In a place where nothing is the same as the day before.

    Funny.

    Now that I see everything changed, I feel safe.

    For everything is dead.

    And still.

    The sun will rise again!

    Source: Related site Death-Poetry.com

    August 11, 2026
    Change, death, death poetry, new day, sun

  • Being Me!

    We strive all our lives to understand our self.
    Only to try to change our self.
    Into someone else.
    Into doing things we do not do.
    Into saying things we would never say.

    And we succeed.

    Because at the end this is who we are.
    No one.
    And everyone at the same time.
    I am me.
    I am the cosmos. Nothing and everything.
    All and Me.

    Watch me change!
    Don’t worry.
    The only things that can change are the ones that were never meant to be.

    (I will always be me…)

    August 8, 2026
    being, poem, Psychology, Self

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