A personal eulogy from my grave

in #poetry8 years ago

A personal eulogy from my grave
As the title says..... I write this from my grave, yes, I'm dead. My word is a word of peace, a word of encouragement, a word of reproach, a word from whom death was not so polite to spare.
The events that led to my death where not so much tragic, i was eaten slowly by a sickness, bit by bit, until I could not take it anymore. I had to let go. Today my word however, is not about the cause of my death, but rather a word of "if only"

Lying in my grave, I replay my life, I pause, I rewind, I slow down. I see the good times I had and I smile. I see the most pressing times and I cry. I see moments of bad decision and I regret. There's nothing more I can do.
But you... yes you who's reading still has a chance to make ammends.

There are times in my life, when I was consumed in a lot of bitterness, a lot of anger, lots of regrets of failed relationships, failed attempts to make myself better, angry about my past. But as l lie down in my grave, I see that dwelling in the past failures did not do me any good.
Had I dealt with my anger and bitterness, had I took every challenge as an opportunity, I would have been a better person. I would have achieved more than I have, I would loved more, cared more, laughed more, danced more, traveled more. I would have done a hell lot of things. But I spent my life consumed by my past.
But you, yes you, you are alive, you still have a chance, a chance to let go, a chance to live more, a chance to tell that person that you love them. Use it wisely.

Now I lie in my grave and wonder how a better person I would have been. There's nothing as more depressing, knowing that you can't undo that which you would had undone had you been able to.
Hear and listen to the words of the wise, listen to what I have to say. I say "wise" because I have experienced what you haven't.
Love more, live more, forgive, tolerate, risk more. Life is good and life is a blessing, you have only one chance, enjoy it.
For you are still alive, and still have a chance to make amends.

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Death being not so polite with life ,you letting go of life...you lying in state & the smiling emotions of death, nhai iwe wazvifunga sei lol. "I see the most pressing times and I cry..failed relationships..failed attempts to make myself better..angry about my past.I spent my life consumed by my past..a chance to let go...I have experienced what you haven't." You portray failure worse than death.Zvimwe ndezvimwe death is creepy and eerie though.

Thanks for the wise words. Is it true that: "in the end you regret, not the things that you did, but the things that you didn't do"?

How true.

Love more, live more, forgive, tolerate, risk more. Life is good and life is a blessing, you have only one chance, enjoy it.

Once I wrote on my mirror: Ezra you die tonight at midnight. What will you make of this last day. The choice, when I fully took in the writing, was always love, beauty, amends an insistence on enjoying the blessing of another day.
Thanks for sharing this.

If mankind are reminded of death we usually live to the spur of the moment and a renewed and whet purpose ..It will always be easy to appreciate a fly lol.May the clock tick louder.