Author's notes: I have to thank michele143123 for giving me a topic to write with, I ask all those that want more poems to give me a topic considering I've been running out of ideas as of late.
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"Time"
The degradation allotted by time
Is truly a terrifying sign
As you watch yourself rapidly age
Forgetting the various days
Despite your very will, your hold slips
Leaving the reaper to rip
Your soul from your aged husk
Which slowly degrades into dust
The terrifying visage rot
All men sought to stop
But in the end we all fell
Never able to stand up to stop the bell
The Bell's ring echoes each day
Continuously reminding us of the price we pay
One by one were displaced by death
Each drawing our final breathe
Left alone beneath our burial shroud
We attempt to be loud
In vain hopes of help that will never come
Instead light shines down in horror we run
Fearing death we advert his arms
Meanwhile denying all clearly alarmed
Yet there comes a time were we truly believe
That his embrace is one of true relief
Tired of running we walk to the light
Granted wings and taking flight
To the bosom of our dear departed
Who in the time allotted
Created unbreakable bonds
And remain forever fond
Time reunites us all
Why defy death if all it does is stall
We embrace forever more
As time fluxes and distorts
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Poetry of a Ascended Being
PoetryPoetry of a lighter and happier nature, reunions, meetings, love, and all that makes us happy.
