Morbid Thoughts Poem by YURI DURAAN

Morbid Thoughts

Rating: 4.3


I watch
the pale moon
rising
night in
night out
waxing
and waning...

I wonder, in death,
at which precise moment
my heart will stop -
whether all of my life
will be projected against my closed eye lids,
or whether I will run out of scenes before
time stops...

I contemplate this
as I fall into
the pale moon
night in
night out
waxing
and waning
to
nothing.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gerhard Knight 30 July 2008

Good question - I wonder if we will really know the answer one day?

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Kris Smith 24 July 2008

Dont go there Yuri I am there at the moment and its not a nice place good write though 10 chris

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YURI DURAAN

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