Life After Death

Whispering thoughts dream hopes of afterlife
Born with life to absorb the world without
Explore beauty as to smell it's skin deeply
Lucious loves opposed to fearful fears
Time passes with the sun, moon and spying stars
Growing older as we appear to crack
As an orange forms so perfectly zesty
So fresh and juice mellow ripe - so vibrant
Youthful turns to infinite aging
Time creeps a visit  to the aging orange
Biodegrable within as it withers 
Into the earth of loss and no more another
Humanity seeks authority in life and out
Fear of dark - nothing - unfamiliar; unimaginable
Paying a visit as an orange - just another existance
Never another hence demand your echoes heard
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Wesley Avatar
December 10, 2011 at 5:28 PM
Oh my goodness, I feel as if you are describing me. I used to be mellow ripe but now know I'm an aging oraging hopefully without the mould ha ha!
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