In the shadows of despair, darkness looming everywhere
A morbid dance with destiny, death we all must face
Grasping at the flames of life, yet it slips through our hands
The reaper calls, judgement day, our souls stand condemned
Ultimate demise, the hourglass runs dry
Raging flames burn bright, as we succumb to night
Reaper's cutting scythe, death's cruel design
Embrace the void, eternal silence now be mine
In this gruesome symphony, screams of anguish fill the air
As life's thread unravels fast, leaving nothing but despair
A relentless quest, stalking prey without remorse
Mortality's illusion shattered, we drift through endless course
Like broken puppets, we dance upon the strings of fate
Our existence but a fragile shell, eroding at death's gate
No escape from destiny, where shadows twist and toil
Eyes ablaze with fury, we defy the mortal coil
The graveyard echoes, a symphony of the departed
Bones and ashes, remnants of lives once charted
No reprieve can be found, darkness consumes our breath
For death is the only certainty, regardless of wealth or health
In the realm of vast sorrow, where souls forever weep
A symphony emerges, born of anger, pain, and grief
Through the chaos we sing, voices piercing the void
In death's embrace, our rage, immortalized, and enjoyed
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Song of Sorrows: An Anthology
PoesíaSong of Sorrows delves into the subject of mortality through a diverse range of poetic expressions, offering a thought-provoking exploration of the universal human experience.
