A Poet Died

this piece is the darkest piece I've written and talks about my downfall of being able to write

a mellow afternoon

for a hazy windowpane

endless chattering 

distinct noises

of cars every lane

floor was full dry

no tears was shred

even the eye cannot lie

to a soft rythmic cry 

yes, a poet died

a poet, yes a poet

it's stupid 

some may think

died with a pen

and consumed ink

no one even blink

yes a poet, just a poet

in a paper coffin

endured the pain

the only thing

sadly, makes her sane

Reviews

[Christy the Poetic Hear..]

Very captivating! And I love the flow of your words!!
Nice writing!!

[thisisnotpoetry]

awwww that's so sweet thank youuu..

[Appy]

“Paper coffin”
Caught my attention.

Just a request don’t attract darkness.😃

[thisisnotpoetry]

hi thank you for reading my piece and i really hope that you liked it.. i really appreciate your request :)