Below is the poem entitled The Kiss of Death which was written by poet
vaso. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.
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Death is all around, a fatal embrace
We all race to the gateways of hell
There seems to be no lines
All admitted, entrance is free
We are born to die
In between we cry
The few, they grasp the feelings of love
More to be tormented on final goodbyes
What crazy Gods, make us food for hells gates?
Why must we suffer along roads of terrible fates?
Why must we die at all?
We are not fodder to line the gardens of the Gods
A thousand tears, to irrigate one small smile
We travel deserts of despair, for what I ask you?
A child dances for joy, not knowing life’s cruelty
His joy, will be the food to feed deaths cruel grasp
Lush gardens, walking paths, and wild rose
Such beauty, belongs in the hearts of us all
And yet onwards we march, towards the garden of darkness
Where, all beauty is darker than night itself
Here there is no place for tears
Here you exist only in matter, with no soul
Here, no one hears
Here you lie, in present, past and future
Here, is your final cry