Death stalking me right now
cadaverous face
Trembling lips
Wailing and gnashing of teeth
Sweet cataract cascading down on pits
thwarted by lids
Trampled by fists
Flowing on corrugated visage
Hairs gummed together with perspiration
Gripped fists
Coiled feet
Squatting and shivering out of pure dread of death
I had never coddled myself so affectionately like this
Angle of death,
chiding me of wasted life
That frittered away like dust by the air wipes away
Rebuking me for diamond lost
for dawdling along margins of futility
For loitering in street of oblivion
Reprimand me for vegetate in such an monotonous life
For virgin thoughts
And congealed ideas
Pain, my ultimate shroud, glistening in darkness
Chronic repent
Remorseful chronicle.
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Pain! ! With trembling lips. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.