Dying But Not Poetry

My heart is vanishing

My heart is decreasing

My nights are filled with emptiness

Aching for some words beside me

In a dark world of loneliness

With one touch I will be happy

But the words have gone away

And my lone heart fades away

 

My heart is dying

Heart disappearing

I remembered when there was darkness words brought light

I remembered when there was sadness words bought joy

I remembered when words gave me such strength and might

I remembered all the times words made me enjoy

But now my words have dwindled

Words gone and it has shrivelled

 

My heart will wither

Bleach or discolour

Die away with a sense of neglect

My heart time will languish

Grow dim like sunlight of a sunset

My heart time will perish

All I ever hoped for seemed lost

I will try not to show remorse

 

But my words will live

Will let my heart breathe

Time cannot erase my words

Even if I go to the ground

Even if I am on heaven’s roads

You’ll still hear my poetic sound

For every man will die under God’s law

But poetry will live on, forever

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