Scent of death

by Serpentine   Feb 25, 2015


Who are you?
what am I?
this is life--
we're passers by.

radiance falls
& fragrance lingers
this subtle numbness
tingles through the tip of my fingers

could love fill the empty room?

this desolate space,
it consumes
the human race,
like a black hole
a vacuum to the light in your soul..

hazy eyes
gloomy skies
sunshine cries--
the funeral's today..

the windows shine
stained glass
colored in disarray

I prayed to God, may you stay..

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  • 9 years ago

    by Mello193

    Sadly poem. Paints the picture of a funeral. longing, and death. well written. simple yet vague enough to make it into many things. I could feel the raw emotion exhumed from within.