sense of death

sense of death

A Poem by Cece
"

darkness has become my muse

"

 

 

i sense the depression
luring me to my watery  grave
he lurks in my mind
ready to bring me to my demise

i sense the death about to spring
hamlet was not amiss
when he speaks of "to be"
but to be taught there is more

© 2008 Cece


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Very well written. Great job.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

and many more...
the world is to be seen in eyes of darkness or blindness... for the sight drew us blind of truth and realization...the only truth beyond it is whats beyond our own selves!
what is to be is never denied... the concepts of love and death... and the existence of a truth thats beyond illusion!

i like!
keep it up!


Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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