sweet nothing [poetic thoughts]
simply
ghosts of death
gone passed
Left
the horrible beauty
a moment everlasts
until it doesn't
death perceived
until death becomes me
my twinkle echoes
I come to pass
I countdown the moment
I lay still under grass
how long will it take?
I'm dying to know
some things are better left
let the mystery glow
best not to know
Everything goes
Ooooh, this is deep! Deep space indeed!
You do have a way with words that gets my thought processes going...
Thank you! I'm glad I was able to get a poem out there that I was satisfied with. I need to stop deleting them and just press post! Lol, the confidence is slowly building. 😃✨
You know, I'm thinking about stealing this one to see what I can do with it. :-)
🎀Steal away! 😃👍✨