‘’Death’’
Through the struggle of life
And the song of my wife
A sudden stop came
All like a game
From sweet and lovely
To death and Misery
The love of my life
The song in her heart
Now broken-apart
Nothing but silence
“Broken-apart”
As silence fell
And the ringing of the bell
A broken heart lays still
Torn apart by forever
Now one who has a fever
Consumed by pieces, ill
As the sad song plays
And the widows ran away
Nothing good ever stays
A heart Broken-apart
“Consumed”
Consumed by grief
Watching the last leaf
By vessel in the heart
Six feet under-ground
Lays his wife
Once alive now gone
Consumed by saddness
The man fell
From life to death.
About the Creator
A Few Moments More
You’ll give it one more minute, and then you’re headed back inside. It’s pretty chilly out, after all. Not that that’s a real issue - you’ve stood out here for longer, and in colder weather. The snow is nearly gone already; tiny, dirt-stained islands of the stuff form a shrinking archipelago dotting the sea of green that is your backyard. Striations of sunlight dance through the trees at the edge of the woods and paint the scene in a camouflage of brown, green, and gold.
By Gabriel Huizenga4 days ago in Fiction
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