Poem -
Stripped
It defies body of lies incessantly,
Death is upon us indefinitely.
Each and every day may be our last,
Our destined demise from birth was cast.
Our bodies are ageing, in slow were all blind,
Our fate forsakes us and breaks us through time.
Living and dying each day as it comes,
Skin changes and hangs loose off our bones.
Our eyes falter, our mind in decay,
It only quickens the pace when we wish away each day.
Hopeful of the weekend, our stress consumes,
Like carbon vapours, we reel in the fumes.
Enclosed within the madness,
Bridled in sadness,
We ache to be free,
What lies beyond all?Β Will we ever see??
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Comments
Hey Sir SIMON!!..... Ah the powerfully true ALWAYS makes for a compelling read ~
Β Β Β ~ "Skin changes and hangs loose off our bones..."
Some stellar imagery here dear poet brother!!......ALL STARS!!.... well done!!......LOVE & ROCKETS!!........T xo ?
Thank you my friend.
You've captured our fragility and fear, brilliantly.Β
Thank you for your support Ian.
of course, I had to pin this gem! superbly etched!
Thank you Lisa i sincerely hope your writing is back on course.Β Yours is a joy to read.
As of late just editing and posting older stuff I havenβt found inspiration as of yet
This mortal husk our spirit now occupies is merely a temporary, rented home, Simon.
Superbly crafted...
??~Dean~??