I know in a past life,
That you were my soulmate.
I know this because,
The angel of death just tole me.
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He’s sat down beside me,
Aiding the pain of the knife that’s inside me.
I told him this life just isn’t for me,
but he stopped the blood and began to hold me.
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Telling me it’s not my fault,
That I’m just feeling lonely.
He said, ‘my child, why have you done this?’,
I looked him in his face and said
‘Blow me,
I do not care for your words.
Now show me,
What an after life is like when feeling wholly’
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He heckled shaking his head,
Little did I know the words he would say next...
‘My dear, I am the angel of death.
You are not breathing your last breath just yet’.
He pointed to a sign that said ‘She’s next’.
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I ran to your door,
Before I could draw a single breath,
Barging through your house,
Now here you are, dead.
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Author:
Dakota Kanisha (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Sad
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Comments2
Dakota, this is a very powerful poem, whose subject is reincarnation.
You draw the reader in with the histrionics. You may want to edit "tole." Think this was a typo in the first verse and you meant "told."
Nicely done and I enjoyed the read.
Best,
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