Death Poem by Thomas Kollamparambil
Death
The poor woman leaked life,
as the my words was thrust upon her chest,
Shadows stalked and
heads watched,
as faces twisted into ugly shapes,
A call from a falcon,
as the bones rotted here,
Yet the soul was struck,
and destroyed like yapes.
nice poem, , , , , though small it seems scary... heads watched i liked dat line
To me this poem looks scary and sad, am not sure to understand, let us see some more please. Thank you
dear thomas, you need to go a long way...and you have to hone your words too.. keep writing...
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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An interesting and dark write with good imagery and very imaginative! Thanks for sharing!