Poem -

Lady Death

Lady Death

Death beckons me,

shall I let her in?

she comes from the dead of the night,

her red eyes gleaming so bright.

I stare at her,

she stares back..

She gets close to me and whispers in m ear

"Come to me, and I will set you free."

I stand there mesmerized by her soothing voice,

thinking I have no choice.

She takes my hand,

she kisses me..

Her kiss is so cold..

I see her in the sudden moonlight,

she is so white,

it's really a very frightening sight!

She smiles,

her smile is so cruel..

We stand facing each other,

as if we might fight in a duel.

I close my eyes and let her guide me..

She grabs my hand,

tighter and tighter..

She leads me deeper into the unknown.

I begin to cry, tears of anguish,

tears of sorrow, tears of pain..

It's too late,

I can't escape..

Her grip is like a vise.

Now I know,

there's nothing to do..

I stand at the beginning

of my own and inevitable demise!

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Jimmy Arnold

Great poem Mara and with  a powerful overlay in death being that of a lady, quite a twist to the old klesha.

Jim

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Mara Diaz

Thak  you Jimmy! That was the idea! :)

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Sayed Thangal

may this be unreal, practise to swim against the swift stream, good poem

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Asmaa As-siddiq

lol well she does  sound  like a bitch to me to, great poem love the feelings in it congrats mara!

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