Live to Die
To me in a dream , a man came. He asked me how I wanted to die. I told him , "See , we all live to die someday for death ain't a human choice. I , for one , don't mind death. For life is iridescent. It shines brightly and luminously over some and some fall into it's dark depths with no or very little light to be seen." He said , "I see. But I want no philosophy. For death is a fact you cannot deny nor can the truths of life you defy. I want to know how you'd want to go if death may befall you tonight. Would you want it to be a silent surprise , painless experience or panicking in fright ? I took my time , replied without a rhyme. "Now that I think about it , I've died more than once. Everytime I remember the deceased , I die within. The friend with endless stories , with whom those precious memories I share. I die every moment I know I can't have him back. The heart that remembers and will cherish him forever is what I hold." "I die