Departure 1
DEATH COMES #1
Abrupt and cold as grip now sums,
Watch death take hold as darkness comes.
Icy the feel of coldness here,
True loss of will bereft of cheer.
Loud silence pains in cold caress,
A dreary strain in mute duress.
Time oozes now beyond meaning,
Space drains somehow from odd being.
~~~~~~~~~
Leon Enriquez
29 January 2016
Singapore
Copyright © Leon Enriquez | Year Posted 2016
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