My Darkness Came To Me Poem by sreelekha premjit

My Darkness Came To Me



My darkness came to me
Quiet, submissive, almost shy
They call you death, I said
I call you life.
She smiled nodding her head
My darkness
gently releasing my breath
Freezing the bones
Icing the fingers in a state of twitching
Mouth just about shut
Eyes open wide
Legs spread open
Lifefull
I leave with my darkness
Smiling content
Not one look behind, no gasp, no sigh
To yore unseen.

Sunday, February 5, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: death
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Eric Cockrell 07 February 2012

the embrace of death... not an ending, but a true beginning! good poem.

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Sagar Shelar 05 February 2012

Nice poem. My darkness came to me and covered all my sins, Tell me the nature of human beings.

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