Death's Cologne

Like annoying hiccups purposely interrupting lives
Death forcefully throws us spear-like showers,
Allowing agony be perfectly portrayed pictures
Laid upon our pale miserable faces.

It reveals true naked feelings,
weak strength, tainted emotions and steep pain.
Its like a vital punishment out of anyone's escape,
For everyone's tagged, attached, mingling with sorrow.

It's vivid visible prowling scent
Tip-toes like it's maar flesh it's prey.
Proudly glowing but its aroma pleases no persons,
For it leaves us empty and open wounded.

Deaths' odour separate life from death
Leaving leaking hearts plastered with pain.
It lays by our sides,
Introduces to us a bullet from a pulled trigger,
Mute lips, numb hips and prune limps.

Death's annoying cologne
Has everyone walking in poor postures
Below its eventful overwhelming cloud.
It's arrogance claims lives,
Calling each of us its' convicts...