Death's Cold Dark Hand Poem by Shaun Cronick

Death's Cold Dark Hand

Rating: 5.0


Death never loses,
On this mortal plane.
Death's Cold Dark Hand,
Wins time and time again.


But when we leave,
This human plane.


And arrive contented,
In a new spiritual land.
There's no warm welcome,
For Death's Cold Dark Hand.

Copyright Shaun Cronick 2019.All Rights Reserved.

Friday, July 5, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: coldness,dark,darkness,evil,god,good,spiritual
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Soran M. H 27 January 2020

Death's Cold Dark Hand....very strong and poetic phrase...well done the good poet dear Shaun 10++++

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Shaun Cronick 03 April 2020

Thanks Soran for your superb and always welcome kind comment sir. I'm glad you enjoyed reading it. Take care Soran and enjoy life. I wish you well my friend.

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