Funeral Grey

Funeral Grey

A Poem by Keko-Meko
"

When I see things.

"
A skeleton stood in front of me today,
complete with a cane and wings.
Those eyes withheld a funeral grey,
his lips sown with strings.
He spoke one word of sorrow,
as he stood naked in the cold. 
Hinted of a wasted tomorrow,
of this alone he foretold. 
Protracted fingers extended forever,
inviting me to a world of stars. 
Vaguely I realized I tried to endeavour,
what was his and what was ours.
Tonight I may think of his world of slate,
and dream of our fate. 

© 2013 Keko-Meko


Author's Note

Keko-Meko
This one's shorter, but I hope it's alright.

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Added on February 15, 2013
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Keko-Meko
Keko-Meko

Lancaster, PA



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I'm a junior in high school who enjoys writing and drawing in my free time. I mainly enjoy writing : - Fantasy - Fiction - Dark Romance My name is Kess, I'm a female, and I'm 16. more..

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