Death

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Time to Kill the Night

Shadows of the past
keep haunting the present
Oblivious to pain
scary as hell…
The future seems blight,
as nightmares fill the night;
weary of the flight
just before daylight.

It’s time to kill the night
to stop nightmarish sights
Tonight seems perfectly all right
as Sol hides behind the moonlight
Mystical Luna rules the world
graceful like her majesty
hypnotizing beauty
capturing one’s soul
relieving nightmares
even for just one night!

Dead as the night
creepy crawlies on sight
falling from the ceiling
as the sun begins to shine…

          In Nights and Deaths, I live eternal


Days bear sinister laughter in the wide open mind streets
Lights are no longer the one I want, suns of the universe are mysterious
The colours they reflect are like million chameleons blinding my vision
They are either not there to emit hope or grow me in long pattern  
Neither they curtail nor kill atrophy buds by birth, which fade by themselves
And, rays feed weed little by little
Until it is the indispensable staple
Elevates to a high, these hopes of complacency
Blatant bubble- bursts are not in occurrence
Drops gradual painless to such thorn-beds in unrecoverable depths
That this is, what calls for several soft deaths as I live, is not felt. Even a pint.

I disappear into a veil of my own reckoning
I undo visions in stillness alleys of the night
Dreams I see never reveal anything, gathers meaning
Feathery arms of the dark break the weighing part,
that which is heavy from drunken day’s precipitation

I shatter matter-less freeing assumptions
I float as infinite invisible pieces
I non-exist
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You never said how many allowed, so-I'll submit 2..and thank's for the comp.
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Muerte Viva

Thy darkness sets foot
on the enlightened meadows of this tired mind
wakes me from dreaming to discover new life
and the pleasure of a soulful dance
the sway of we, entwined

such abstract crossings
o'er the hills of foreign lines
that only we recall, and might find
thou art the truth of forgotten lies

death comes surely, to each and all
yet, here we lay smiling
more alive since it's call

captive in this eternal clutch
peaceful we rest between next time and this

but for the blessing of
hosting love in my essence
I'd be no more saved than yesterday's moments

and, alas!
It doth dwell within every piece of me
e'er free I am now, eternally

Shower death.


She put him to bathe,
with curtains bullying him  
   breathing his badge,
   he shivered slim
his muscles were now sound  
of revolts
  sits jacketed in bathtub
  equal to water his feets
summer carries its hot iron  
in air,  
  seen from bathroom window
  by her
he wailed and waisted around her
microven  beeped  
  withdrew her hands  
  from his chest selling
 horror,
finally he spoke mommy  
i was inside you after 10 minutes when  
  he killed me in shower  
  late 9.



(this is inspired from a past life regression of a boy killed in shower and rebirthed next moment in this lady's house)
 

MY LAST WORDS..

As I sit here by my window
soaking the bleeding sunshine
for the last time

Its a gloomy Monday
n heaven don't care
but neither do I
they have ignored my prayers.

roses are ready to decorate my grave
I have made up mind, myself I'll  slay
there is venom inside n only death can clean my slate

I have cut veins
to let go my pain
lord , erase my curse
before I say my last words

Here is my longest poem ever about death may tell a bit of my life all my poems tell of my life and of the world around me my feelings and emotions here it is
Death is not all bad Written By Micheal Myers
I took one look at the snake
And got my rake
Even though his eyes were beady
I was Ready
I got bit by the fang
Just said Dang
I knew I was going to die
But I still did not cry
I heard the Bell
And knew I was going to hell
Ask Father Satan before I die
But I still do not cry
What is Hell like
Are you ready I am
Then Bam   
I died
But I still had not cried
It is a Party was the last he said
And now I was Dead So it is time for Bed
I awoke and all I could see was Red
Then I realized it was the flames
Then I realized I was wrong it was the Dames
Do tell ladies
Do you dig crazies
I do
But do you
I do
Well are you Ready
To Party
I am
Bam
Drugs fell from the sky
I thought of it but still did not cry
She handed me a Beer
But all I saw was her rear
While we danced
The Others Pranced
The fire
Was Not So Dire
It was fun
And Far From done
Do we run
No
We don’t go
We Stay
This is the way
To Party
Are you Ready
Baby
You see Death is not all bad
It is quite Rad