Death
My twenty-ninth dark poem in the series inspired by Dharrsheena.
This is my twenty-ninth dark poem in the series inspired by Dharrsheena, though maybe a little less gruesome but possibly more disturbing.
In his masterpiece โBeasley Streetโ Dr John Cooper Clarke describes sleep as a sneak preview of death. These are some words about this big no no which is thrown in your face in almost every film and TV series that you watch.
The music I have chosen is Alice Cooper's "I Love The Dead" from "Billion Dollar Babies" which I think fits.
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The Police Found A Dead Body
Someoneโs Final Minutes Sadly
They Were Brutalised Alone
They Will Never Ever Go Home
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This Is The End, Beautiful Friend
The Words Of The Lizard King
See The Dreadful Finality
Life Departed, Is The Soul Free?
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Suffocation,Drowning And Worse
Or Poisoned By An Evil Nurse
The Final Pain As You Depart
A Burning Dagger To Your Heart
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You Know That You Cannot Return
As On The Pyre Your Body Burns
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I've got no idea how you write these dark poems one after another and they keep getting better and better. You are so talented!
Even though it was on a gruesome topic, you did a fabulous job writing it! Great work :)