And death will find us as swiftly as the night in which the shadows hide from light.
And she will come, cloaked in long, flowing, black robes to rob the graves of those departed this coil.
Death will be ever silent at your door until the time comes for you to invite him in and welcome him as a long lost friend.
He will not long wait at the brink of that tight, locked gate, for he holds the key and tolls it cross the iron bars for thee.
What a wonderfully written piece. We exist on so little and feed on so much. We get caught up in our daily lives and cannot see what really matters sometimes.
Posted 11 Years Ago
11 Years Ago
thanks you for reading and well just for being you x
teachings taught putting the letters together like in Alphabet soup...and meanings of life dissolve like crackers in the soup of existence that burns the tongue at first but then just when we get used to it---we are gone.
Posted 11 Years Ago
11 Years Ago
that's it - yes - just when we finally think we may have worked something out - we are gone - ha! ch.. read morethat's it - yes - just when we finally think we may have worked something out - we are gone - ha! cheer Jacob x
Would be so beautiful if only this is sanely possible :)
Love the way you put it. So serene, yet strong. Gives me feeling like I'm all light and floating on clouds :P
Does this particular form of poetry have a name? Or your creation?
Some day I will definitly do this, but till then I will grovel, fight and claim a position for myself. Then I will let it all go..
Posted 11 Years Ago
11 Years Ago
haha 'form of poetry' me? nah I just make it up - perhaps someone else knows ...
thank.. read morehaha 'form of poetry' me? nah I just make it up - perhaps someone else knows ...
thank you so much for reading Sindu - I very much appreciate your time chick and glad you enjoyed x
11 Years Ago
Good good.. I do not have mush idea about formal rules and forms either :P
You're welcome..
'The kernel, the soul — let us go further and say the substance, the bulk, the actual and valuable material of all human utterances — is plagiarism. For substantially all ideas are sec.. more..