I had my dinner and
Slept around 10 of night
After a couple hour or so
I found myself dead
Ya, I was dead
My body had become motionless
Eyes shut, hands erect
What about my dreams and aims
All gone, all shattered
Man, I was dead
What next?
Possibly burn, bury and ashes
Suddenly I heard someone shouting
Idiot get up!it's 7 of morning
If you want to know the truth
I was sleeping.
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: life and death