Death Poem by Akira Anderson

Death

Rating: 4.3


it calls to me
beoning to me
to come into darkness
its sweet sound
so inviting
so lovely
raped by arms
i fall
sound of welcome
arms around my neck
oh what pleasure
theres no more
sounds of welcome
of pleasure
but pain
burning
red hot
DEATH!

COMMENTS OF THE POEM

brilliantly wirtten! i love it

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Muhammad Ali 08 May 2009

i think one cant enjoy life if he has no soft corner for his death in his heart..... :) 10 Ali

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