Death Is Dying

Death Is Dying

A Poem by R L. Amber

As dirt collects to rusty metal lamps

Graves of old days build

Leaving shells of peoples tales

Maze like walls corrupt city street floors

No light shines here,

No life grows here

No moss on the ground, or birds in the sky

The ocean floor is bare now, only rocks

Jagged rocks

Without a sound life falls away

Withered and old the world lays bare

Dead

And soon death will die too


© 2010 R L. Amber



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I love the idea fort his, the title is quite catching. Very descrptive but not too descriptive. The flow was seemingly effortless, truely full of talent. Amazing write.

~Blessed Be~

Posted 7 Years Ago


I like the concept behind the poem -- all but the death dying soon too, then again, what happens when there is nothing left to die?

Posted 7 Years Ago



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Added on January 23, 2010
Last Updated on January 23, 2010
Tags: dying, death, lost, loss, end, destruction

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R L. Amber
R L. Amber

Perth, Wa, Australia



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