Nearing Death

Nearing Death Copyright of Arslan Poetry Blog


Is this The Feeling,
The feeling of dying,

Breathing heavily with my chest out,
My eyes losing light, nearing a blackout,


Not Feeling any pat, slap, or punch,
As I slowly lose my sense of touch,


My ears rejecting every air wave,
As, for air, I vehemently crave,                                                            


The feeling of life, slipping away, into an abyss,
Then Suddenly, bursts light, bringing bliss,


Coming slowly to senses, I hear and see,
My friends striving to revive me,


Saved by friends, and The Higher Power,
I feel the luckiest man of the hour,


Now I carry with me, forever, The Feeling,
The feeling of almost Dying,


(based on actual experience)


Nearing Death Copyright of Arslan Poetry Blog