Death Poem by david bailey

Death

Rating: 3.0


Death
Death is like the weather
Unpredictable and swift
Her body was hallow as a tree
My dear heather why did you leave me

Corrupted like a priest with no morels
My heart hard as a rock
Corrupted by the site of your blood
Tormented by the look on your face

Pale as the sun when I look up
Blinded by the flash of the gun
Deafened by the sound of the bang
Pierced by the lost of you

Why do I think about you?
Like I think about my girl
You’re not close to me as she
So why does your death affect me

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Daedalus Labyrinth 11 June 2008

Wow, great job. Beautiful and thought-provoking.

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