Conclusion
Daily Prompts / Poem-Death

Conclusion

The night wind chiming ticks of the night The speedy car rhyming monsoon drops. Lying in dugged up abyss, I’m waiting To have the soil over me, (to) sleep soundly. Your love can rewake the beat stopped But, don’t think of returning, I disavow you. I reject all the earthly ties, all hold-backs ’cause death … Continue reading