Poetry – “Death Is Love’s Best Friend”


My friend on his island has come up with a very, very challenging topic.  I wonder how this fares ?

From tiny cradle to the grave
A Faustian bargain is often made
A seemingly unnatural blend
Is Death in fact Love’s best friend ?

When two lovers join as one
To create a daughter or a son
A ‘little death’ pervades their love
Does Cupid trade with Beelzebub ?

As the seasons pass on by
And people learn to cheat and lie
Morals worthless, promises cheaper
Does Aphrodite sup with Reaper ?

In death, we mortals forever sleep
By which we can our memories keep
And so, despite our laboured toils
Death and Love will always divide the spoils

Time must pass, the bells are ringing
The party’s over, the swans are singing.

 

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About TI

TI is based in Auckland, New Zealand. TI's somewhat eclectic interests include (but are certainly not limited to) legal humour (the law can be funny), good wine, the search for the best possible chocolate, alcoholic beverages, travel, commercial aircraft, photography, weird news stories and classical music.
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