Death

Death was alluring to see

Looking at me,

With his big, big eyes he couldn't hide

His lips spread wide

With a smile, his lips blood-red

Oh, how those lips haunted my dreams, as I slept in bed!

Those lips I longed to kiss

But oh, I knew, how much I would miss.

My days would be long until I would be in his arms

My nights lonely without his charms

Looking into those vast black eyes

Those eyes that have seen all the world and all lies

In fact, I was spending all my life i

Just waiting to see him.

But no, I was not patient enough to wait, 

I made a rope necklace 

I made it on the branch of a tree

Slipped it over my head 

And jumped down

Into the arms of my love.

Death's cold arms took me 

And touched me all over, 

Taking me into his world

Leaving behind the old me

Swinging from my tree. 

Reviews

[Lost in Wonderland]

I loved this poem so much. The dark emotions of wanting and impatience and seemingly impossible, and the extreme willingness to get to that love. Great job!

[KAREN]

Love it, had a dark feeling to it. Love the way you ended it too!