The
harrowing face of death
A vacuous grief,
Peeking from
behind the shoulder,
Watching
through gray evenings
And dark,
unending nights
Slimy and serpentine,
Slowly slithering
across the street
Waiting for
a faltering step,
A heavy
knot rising thought the chest,
A broken
soul, a weakened will,
A shivering
shadow of a fading love.
Death has
many faces
Death, the
faceless demon,
The vampirish
monkey lurking in the dark
Ready to
pounce
At tired,
unloved soul,
Hungrily waiting
for the moment
When dust
meets dust and
Returns ashes
to ashes.
I laugh in
hoarse voice,
Face heavenwards,
Mocking death,
proclaim,
For I will
live forever,
In love,
in thoughts,
In solemn,
poignant moments of longing,
In
lingering laughter
In pulsating
ideas,
In tears
unshed,
Which will
live forever,
A feeble
breeze of my soul
Contributing
to the
thundering storm of eternity.
thundering storm of eternity.
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