Weep, weep, weep
I taste and ask in the silence
"Why does it tastes like blood"
Nudge,
Sighs of heart;Weep, weep, and I weep
And I ask
"Why I smell cadaver?"
Drowning,
Dreamt of my death again.I can't stop weeping and I weep and weep,
I can't write better this time
My chest sucked the pain
And rewarded my flesh with heartache,
Such a pleasure to bare the pain
It'd have been a privilege
to be died
hugging the pain
Brightly colored sight of death
In my tears,
"Weep, no more"
Someone make her the queen of sky,
YOU ARE READING
weeps in sighs of heart
PoetryHey, guys I am posting this for the first time. Hope you like it, it's a very short poem describing it would ruin the pleasure.