The State Of Death Poem by Aoife Gilmartin
The State Of Death
Feelings of pure dread
Of sheer horror and fear
Encircling one's head
Dark and unclear
Motions of unease
Discomfort of the unknown
As if walking on grease
A piercing internal groan
Ghosts of past life
Reemerging its head
Causing such strife
Leaving all dead
Friday, May 13, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: death
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5/3/2024 11:34:41 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A powerful write, Aoife. Thank you