Dancing with Death

This is a sonnet. I wrote this when I was studying Shakespear. I hope you like it and I love to hear from yall

My Dance with Death

 

 

 

 

What is it like to die young in a date?

Is there complete quiet with no  uproar?                                     

Or could there be music, that is one great?

For that the dancing tale that I must gloar.    

 

Her ball room is seen by the candle lights

It's dark and cold yet kinda of painless

The great music, from the middle age nights

She walks among a lifeless and black dress

 

She'll take your'll hand to dance in her gain

A dance you won't know, cause there you have no right

You spin not knowing the cause of your pain

Then you fall, eyes closed, the light of white

 

  Now, a ghost remembering my last breath

  I tell about my dance with lady death

 

I tell about my dance with lady death

 

I tell about my dance with lady death

I tell about my dance with lady death

Reviews

[Divinity Sleeps in This]

It really perked my attention how you handled this topic, it was really pure poetry that I cannot fault.

1. You spin not knowing the cause of your pain
2. Now, a ghost remembering my last breath

You somehow manged to make rhyming seem generous and easy to me, it's rare you know.

[Sami Khalil]

Now, a ghost remembering my last breath

I tell about my dance with lady death


A splendid read and write...:)...............

[Esther Night]

Thank you, it means a lot to me

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:).....................

[Kt k]

I love the dark twist at the end
I tell you about my dance with lady death ..... I can get over that line it runs chills up my spine thats my favorite line through out the poem it was very clever and we'll thought up

[Esther Night]

Thank you, it means a lot to me

[Dearantlers]

Wow, I'm very impressed. We studied sonnets at school, and my teacher told me half the rules of a sonnet and I was already lost. I could not write a sonnet for the life of me, so brownie points for you!