death she comes
World of colors round they spin
winter, summer, fall and spring
wheel of colors, wheel of life
green to brown, joy to strife
spinning circles round my head
kaleidoscope of glee and dread
landscapes in my wakened dreams
shattered thoughts, silent screams
never ending stimuli
man and nature poised to die
beating of eternal drums
silent nay til death she comes
Nice!
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Til death she comes. Interesting as I always thought of the grim reaper as a male. Guess we all have our gender ideas. Nice flow. Thank you for allowing me to read.
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I know. It should. But i really want to work things out with him. I want him to be my the one. I really do.
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I have options. But i want him.
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Love that last bit <3 RYN: I agree, it’s a pretty deep film so it does pass over some people’s heads I’m sure. I’ve watched it 3 times over so far and I keep finding intriguing things about it! Pretty cool! ~~~>
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Heaven help us if the grim reaper is female! Great writing hun. 🙂 ………….
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Your beautiful poem took me again to your world of splendid beauty and adorable diction which gave the reins to my imagination. Thanks a lot for sharing. Have a nice Friday and a gorgeous weekend!
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this piece is very powerful, so much truth <3
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R: thank you for the compliments!! I hope I won’t disappoint you 🙂
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