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Death

The moment of truth has arrived
Everywhere there is calm
The air is counting its steps
In a hurry to fly over the palm

The innocent smile, the insipid tear
Lose meanings inside the box of wood
The blood freezes in the veins
That has grown full since childhood

The rising sun losses its glow
Ruddy cleavages run dry and flat
The sly feet are locked in chain
Love would no more torment the heart

The light mingles with dark
There is no happiness no sorrow
The time stretches to eternity
The present is gone, there is no tomorrow

Submitted: Saturday, June 02, 2012
Edited: Saturday, June 02, 2012


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  • Naima Boughezal (5/8/2013 2:36:00 PM)

    very touching, thank you for describing this moment of truth in such a sad expression.the present is gone, there is no tomorrow.

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  • Naima Boughezal (5/8/2013 2:25:00 PM)

    very touching, . thank you for describing this moment of truth in such a sad expression.the pesent is gone, there is no tomorrow.

  • Ruby Mostazir (4/21/2013 4:10:00 AM)

    The present is gone, there is no tomorrow...
    heart touching!

  • Sun Shine (11/26/2012 6:51:00 AM)

    (Love would no more torment the heart) ... way of perception is different! !
    (The present is gone, there is no tomorrow) ...it depicts pessimistic approach towards life..
    Beautifully composed! !
    Enriched with bitter reality! ! ! !

  • Anita Sehgal (11/20/2012 4:49:00 AM)

    great write.. poignant.. also read mine quietus

  • Anele The_african_son Potelwa (umbhali_wasembo) (6/7/2012 7:04:00 AM)

    for every human out there, will be a moment of death, and when time comes, it would be sadness all over
    great reflective poem

    The_African_Son

  • Neela Nath (6/6/2012 8:47:00 AM)

    A picture of total negation.The air of pensiveness is blowing around.Glum mood is penned successfully.10+++

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