Smell Of Death Poem by Kauthami Thamy
Smell Of Death
I found the way of living
In the second attempt of suicide
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I try to quite the path of sorrow
The loneliness
which is residing in this room
it's for death
My death is hanging in this fan
Death is peeping through
The closed windows
Death loudly laughing with claps
Through an accelerating word.
Death is permeated a drop of tear
Wetting the pillows
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Want kill the death
Which destroy my courage
By leaping in my cavity of throat
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Death is hiding
In knife and love
No worry
Until take the both in hand.
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Again
When arise the Fear of death
I began to write a poem
Now
My poems and death
Began to love..!
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4/27/2024 3:04:54 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Again When arise the Fear of death I began to write a poem Now...the best way to conquer such tendencies and fears is to write. i usually take writing as a meditation and a prayer. use this ability of writing poems to conquer yourself and with determination you are going to become great. thank you dear poetess. God bless you. tony