The Dude Is Death Poem by Emmatobs de thought writer

Whispered end, life's refrain
Fade into darkness, release from pain
In death's path, a quiet sadness await
Death's tender touch, a solemn fate dictates
For in shadows cast by twilight's pall
Where whispers hold their mournful call
Death's gentle touch, a solemn grace
As life's final chapter he embrace
Gone from this world, yet memories remain
In the realm of shadows, where souls sustain
In the hush of twilight, secrets unfold
A symphony of silence, tales untold
Through the moment of sorrow, we seek solace deep
A saddest dirge, where tears and memories seep
The cycle complete, as stories are scrolled In the tapestry of existence, death takes hold
The curtain fall, the final act at the door
A sad moved profound, darkness of the past is dull
From stardust born, he rise, ephemeral and frail
Leaving footprints on this transient cosmic trail
With tender kiss, he release each breath
Into the arms of time and death
To realms unknown, where spirits roam
In serenity, he find eternal home
But fear not the ending, for life's love prevails
As his spirit transcends, where eternity sails
Cos in every heartbeat, in every tale
In the embrace of death, new life exhales