Kenos Taphos
I was only a ragged bairn
When my death was born
When first became last
My carcass became dust
Across the cold, solemn limbo
sorrow was my only pillow
I was tacilty laid in peace
But my souls was never at ease
Coldness melted my broken pieces
After my breath dried the oases
I mourn not for my death
But for my sour and bitter fate
My gravemound was an absent site
No flowers, no wreath, no light
Only grassess and a solid trace
Of a falling statuette without a face
Copyright © Norhana Kamid | Year Posted 2007
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