Denis Shmaliy

Buried Alive - Poem by Denis Shmaliy

I'm in darkness, i'm in stress,
No more windows and no stairs,
I'm so lonely and no more doors,
I'm feeling like a corpse, of course! ! !

I'm buried alive, I'm so deep inside,
I cross the line and i'm buried alive.

No more air, it's hard to breath,
I'm feeling like a can of beef,
No way out and no way in,
Oh, God, please forgive my sin! ! !

I hear sounds over me,
Children are happy as it can be,
Cars are running, air is like a knife,
Im dying, i'm buried alive! ! !

Topic(s) of this poem: death, grave

Form: Prose Poem

Comments about Buried Alive by Denis Shmaliy

  • Chinedu Dike (12/19/2015 8:32:00 PM)

    An insightful depiction of depression and life at its lowest ebb, well depicted in the poem. Good piece of poetry, well articulated and nicely penned in lovely rhyme scheme with conviction. Thanks for sharing Denis. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 19, 2015

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