I am old
my mind forgotten
bury me
in a soul shaped coffin

I am silent
my words unspoken
bury me
in a soul shaped coffin

I am still
my muscles wasting
bury me
in a soul shaped coffin

I exist in twilight
leaves have fallen
naked and cold
winter approaching
my dance is over
a tune stopped playing
my silence filled
with children laughing 

my last act
a final curtain
bury me
in a soul shaped coffin

nigdaw

soul shaped coffin

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South-by-Southwest

I wrote a poem called ,"Bury me in a poem"
Bury me in a poem , six syllables down .

stephen-e-yocum

Getting old is not
for sissies. I do relate.

removed.-zk5k

guy-scutellaro