Started writing with some theme in mind. Ended up writing just two stanza which could well be titled “Short Poems from my Deathbed…”
Life is like a preamble to death
Life is but a painful journey to death,
So why shouldn’t death be a celebration of life,
Like farmers dance in the spring to celebrate their toil,
Life is my mother, death my wife.
Flashes is all I see
Flashes of pain, longing and anguish
Flashes of love, lust and fetish
Flashes of time spent out with you
Flashes of time spent without you.