Archaic Death Poem by nishca koeries

Her broken body
Almost mortal
In it's fragility
Lay lifeless following her plunge to earth
Her inevitable meeting with death

She tried to fly
Her young mind
Half of 36
Almost saved her
But trying to fly with broken wings in mid air
Is a task too overwhelming
So she fell
She fell
She fell

Mid air offers a timeless vision
Proof of ocular
As the wind sweeps her drapery
Endlessly flapping
Lifelessly flapping
Her eyes
Her dark eyes are open
Staring at the heavens
Waiting for a helping hand
To change her ever-fix'd fate

A noiseless plunder
Her death a mystery - for'ver wonder