Fingers of Death

Inspired by the game "What Am I?".. guess what I'm describing in this poem!

Your quiet is stirring,

Causing unease among the dwellers.

The stillness, frighteningly tranquil,

Covering all that is known.

Your icy touch is frosty,

Bitter,

Unforgiving.

You encompass all,

But not everything endures.

 

Must we embrace

Your arms of beauty,

Attached to the fingers of death?

 

Author's Note

Guess what I'm describing!
Thanks for reading, reviews are welcome.

Reviews

[Frantzuu]

crap forgot to rate lol :D
there!! lol

[Frantzuu]

I love the metaphors in this piece, and your descriptions as well. Great job! :D
And thank you for your reviews :D

[JenLyn]

You're describing darkness and comparing it to death. Nice metaphor. I loved the write, it's going in my library, keep up the good work! :)

[Angie Diane♥&hea..]

I think it is darkness as well. I agree with the comment below me. I did enjoy this though. Thanks for sharing. This one is my favorite. Thanks for sharing. :)

[~*_Michelle_*~]

Darkness....I strongly feel like this is about darkness, it's so ugly, cold and disturbing. Yet we all learn to embrace its so called beauty

[Penny Dreadful]

Personally i feel this poem is describing an eating disorder. But I could be wrong, it is just my interpretation.

good write.

xxxx