Death poem.

An image appearing suddenly,

Painfully, silently, screaming.

Expression fain and innocent,

Fades away in the distance.

Explosions of light and ash,

Rogue image appears.

Moving about abruptly,

Smashing it’s vision in vain.

Mourning and laughing quietly,

Traces of insanity found.

Slowly slicing parts of it’s body,

Getting off with the struggle.

Taking it’s time to ensure a deep wound,

Breeding it’s children through our dreams.

Keeping are deceased bodies warm by fire,

Feeding off our dreams.

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  • Marie Milton on Aug 6, 2009

    I wonder what inspires your poetry : )

  • jesse lennon on Aug 6, 2009

    That was vivid,mobid and enlightening,but I love it.!

  • Mystify on Aug 6, 2009

    A wonderful play with words!Very dark poem,creative and fabulously peiced together!

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