Death Is All Around Poem by El Joaquin

Death Is All Around



an empty tomb with death inside,
darkness looms in all hidden,
emotions stale and heart in pieces,
an amorous taste for destruction
in awe of temptation,
where is the light so many speak of,
where is the sun in all its brilliance,
no hope abounds and all faith is shattered,
love is inconceivable not that it matters,
unto the end i go to the room where
nothing is found and all is scattered

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