Death Has Come and Gone
Death has Come and Gone
The full moon shines her ambient light
On the tranquility of the afterlife
Death has come and gone
The dusk forlorn… whispers of a dim song
Little has changed
I am in the same place
The same chair
Maybe needing a little air
The ice cubes exist no more
Death drifts infinitely away
Solitude was destinies tune
As all the songs quieted and died
Rivers dried
When the great flood of sadness
Overcame the skies
Balloons shriveled on top empty playgrounds
In life such as it was
I had no friends
The irony of it all
As here I am in sitting in my chair
In Death
Unnoticed, as days become months
I am surrounded by lovers of great compassion
As they devour the evidence of my existence
Only the skeleton is left
Along with an empty song
For death has but come and gone
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
