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Dying Day
My head has me dizzy
My heart is so anxious
My legs, they are numb
My arms, they feel weak
Though my chest, it beats
My eyes, they go blind
And so does my mind
My ears, they don't hear
My compassion, it retreats
My care soon recedes
And my love just depletes
Though my chest, my chest
Continues to beat
My morals are forgone
My family I loved fades
As my last breath departs
My future reduces to rubble
My life washes away
And my chest, my chest...
Surrenders its beat while my body lay
Where My Body Lies
.
Sleep fades like dreams of youth
and the limbs refuse to comply
with my demand to move. Heart
beat and lungs cause the chest
to fall and rise while the body
lies here, indifferent.
.
Tell me where the body lies?
Blood is mostly water, cells
divide without my help. Who
wants the skin shedded, sweat,
or old fallen hair?
.
allets
02-19-19
1253p
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This is beautiful, it feels
This is beautiful, it feels like a natural second part to my poem. Thank you for sharing, I especially love the last line," Who wants the skin shedded, sweat, or old fallen hair?"
Riad Rababeh