is the death so dearly wished,
final words upon your lips?
leave the world, fatal breaths,
cross thy heart and lay to rest?
the shining glimmer in your eyes,
blotted out: a cloudy sky.
the warmest hearth, stomped out cold,
the ****** of a soul of gold.
Jan 24, 2021
Jan 24, 2021 at 1:20 AM UTC
it’s a journey down a river,
rocking southward bound.
the candlelight may flicker,
but the path is safe and sound.
listen, as they wonder,
the life that you may lead:
a world exists down yonder,
a world at last achieved.
the steady stream of starlight
shimmers in the waves;
the sun sets and bows to night,
the daytime at its grave.
will you be forgotten,
as you fall, far below?
white water churns untrodden,
the depths beneath aglow.
your body turns to whispers,
your soul into pale gold,
and when the nighttime withers,
your story will be told.
sat around the fireside,
the tale that all overcomes,
a legacy passed on with pride,
and into legend you become.
Jan 16, 2021
Jan 16, 2021 at 5:58 AM UTC