A black abyss
So quick and cold
Not a friend, nor a foe
But always there
Bony fingers curl
And thin lips smile
Eyes frigid, unemotional
Hidden under invisible night cloak
Sea of red
Or desert dried
Intake, gasping wheeze
Sudden train stop
It's unbeatable,
No one win's, yet they do
A special lottery
For you and me
His friend is life
Lives in hell or heaven
Moving and slithering
Sneaky mamba snake
You cannot escape
It is faith
You know his name
"Ode to death"
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Poem anthology
PoesíaA series of poems that i will be writing when ever i get the inspiration. Any feedback will be appreciated, I'm also opened to ideas. I hope you enjoy.
