A Second Till... Poem by Hades Pandemonium
A Second Till...
A silver droplet on a petal
Trickled of it like a tear
Another came to take it's place,
They never seem to disappear.
I guess it's what it feels like,
When you're running out of life.
A wilting rose knows all too well,
While breathing it's last sigh,
Tilting slowly to the ground,
To kiss the world goodbye.
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: goodbye,running,silver
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8/5/2026 2:35:16 PM # rel_20260803T153344Z_4267e77
well written piece, simple yet capturing to the mind...very interesting indeed