Carl Mehmet

Rookie (31-03-79 / London, England.)

Sudden Death - Poem by Carl Mehmet

Sitting frameless in the chair of despair
Fiddling back and forth with the air
That a man is to stare an a frown... That be the chair
Bent forth a silent
Nothing more nothing less a wide eye flare
Actions of a younger older
As time profound fell yonder
Fell a beast at ate helplessly falling down and down
Splat on to the ground
Pondered an older younger
Time spent nothing less more nothing
Now lay dead upon a puddle of red
How suddenly dead!

Comments about Sudden Death by Carl Mehmet

  • Suzan Gumush (7/28/2007 5:11:00 PM)

    Free flow of emotioms makes one a great poet. Best wishes suzan (Report)Reply

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  • Michael Gale (3/14/2007 2:41:00 PM)

    'I lay me down here-Dead as dead' would have been how i would have ended the last verse of this poem. This piece was excellently written. I had to give it a tenner kind sir of the written word.
    God bless all poets-MJG.

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  • Donna Hendra (11/30/2006 4:14:00 AM)

    what kind of experience has made one so young so bitter. thats what my family all say to me whenever these kind of things pass my mind. maybe i should be myself more. just allow myself free emotions... this poem is very thought provoking. the title itself got me thinking. maybe i should just live for the now, for myself. sudden death....... (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 8, 2006

Poem Edited: Saturday, November 6, 2010

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