Death Doulas

Have we ever heard,
Of who these people are?
They are there for those forgotten,
Left to die alone.

Have you ever imagined,
Not having anyone by your side,
As you slip into your last sleep,
Knowing that in your last moments,
You are not wanted.

Then comes along a stranger,
Telling you that he is there,
To hold your hand,
And assist you till your last breath.

He whispers little assurances,
That you have lived a life worth living,
That you have done well,
That you are wanted,
And that you will not leave this world forgotten.

Poetry by Kshiti Dubey The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2016-08-23 at 16:38

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Kathy Lockhart The PoetBay support member heart!
I wanted to add that my daughter used a doula during the birth of her second child. I was there too as I was with the birth of her first child. Using the doula was such a beautiful experience. She allowed both my daughter, her husband, and myself to experience the beauty of the birth as the doula took care of all my daughter's other needs. I am so happy to know that these amazing people are now available at the close of life on earth as they are at the welcoming of life on earth. What a special calling it is.

Kathy Lockhart The PoetBay support member heart!
These helpers. Your poetry speaks of these spiritual helpers. I see them through your very delicate use of words. I understand because your heart and spirit are writing through loss and pain. This is art. "Death Doulas" is a fine title. It draws the reader in and captures interest. Well done! :) kathy

Bibek The PoetBay support member heart!

I am so sorry! That last comment was from me, Ashe, not Ivan.
He used my computer today and did not sign out and I didn't notice when I opened. I am NOT Ivan!

Ivan R
This is such a good poem about such an original idea. What a wonderful way of living by making sure someone always has someone by their side at the last moment giving
reassurances of a life worthwhile and well lived. This is simply a beautiful poem, eloquently written.

one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
I have such a friend. He carries an inner-peace gained from his experiences. I don't know if he is ever thanked, but thanks are not what he seeks.

This is a such a thoughtful poem, and to be reminded of my friend who is doing such work even today is gratifying.