As the wind blows
Through the spirits
Of the dead
We feel the shivers
Upon our spines
As our souls intertwine
Like ivy through a loop fence
We know we are alive
But could soon be dead
As breathing
Is the only thing
That divides
The living and the dead
the simile in the second stanza is very interesting, it makes me think of how brittle the barrier between life and death is and how we often think about the concept of death and dying. A simply written poem, but also a very thought provoking one.
Once again, you've presented a brilliant concept in a beautiful poem. Great work.
I like it, i like how it flows and ends abruptly with the word 'dead' read in the three stanzas, it reinforces the feeling of dead, dead, dead.
I just like it and re read again......So if you think you alive call your soul in you when you feel that you just made of stone coz only dead has no soul...Cant get enough with the poem :) _Unwritten Soul
ah....so true....thank you....You summed it all up so effectively.
This shld b a poem tht our young ppl Read...they have no idea bout life and death...
i like this poem.. It gets deep, if you really just take a seat and think about the living and the dead? I love this theme...
So true, very thin line between life and death. I loved how you skillfully econocomised words but still wrote a great write.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
great poem, the fourth stanza gives it a nice final touch