Mortality (Pathos) Poem by David Wood

Mortality (Pathos)



Anguish spread morbid wings
In dark foreboding skies
Doors slammed shut
Nowhere to hide
The world falling falling

Emptiness greets with open arms
Breathless heart pounding
Emptiness in every direction
Its prophecy a silent voice
Opaque bandaged light burning
Inside a smouldering fire

The cup of pathos an elixir
Fails to give everlasting life
Only bones remain

Wednesday, August 26, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: mortality
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kelly Kurt 27 August 2015

A remarkably well worded poem, David

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