Poem -

D e a t h

D e a t h

I have been burned from the soul up
Into hellish pain 
As I wander through the fire
With these burning limbs
I am left with these desires
These burning legs
Falling into the sublime
I am now dead
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I have been taken by the raven
Thrown into the valley
Left for dust 
I have been burnt in the sun 
Counting the days
Screaming in dying thoughts 
God come and save me
I am a dying man in a dying sun 
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I am sitting by the fire
Looking into the red embers
I am the red embers
I feel nothing
But emptiness 
I am a soul filled with emptiness
Waiting for fulfillment 
Burned in the dirt of the earth 
-
I am a burning black ember
I am a dying sun 
I am a bird flying
I am
the homeless beggar 
I am that hand that reaches out
To you in the street of salvation 
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I, before the Lord
I; upon these knees
I; a life 
amongst death
In the cemetery
Where crosses lay falllen
Upon hard stone
Death calling thy name 
-
I can hear you
In the valley 
I can see you
In the tallon of a killer 
I can see the ghost closer; closer
Death calling thy name 

Come unto death 
Into the cemetery of time immemorial 

 

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Greg Etsell

Jai what a great poem I love it 50 stars for it great poem

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Jai Masters

Hi Greg:)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))) 50 smiles Infinitum for your lovely comments 

I think I re read my poem I forget what I write 

easy ...

death is crazy place no? 

Ok thanK uuuuu very much 

Jai:)

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Jai Masters

You are the landlord we will come to

in the great heavens above; Thank God a fellow poet our landlord. Do you allow pets?

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Greg Etsell

Yes I allow pets big birds cat and dogs so big

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Jai Masters

Dogs ? 

cats ? 

birds ? 

Rats ? 

Noahs Ark :)))))

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