The sound of you

arial

I hear you 

Again and again

In my settling grim

In my reluctant breaths

You have always been here

Taking my strength 

Not allowing me to live 

Not allowing me to set

What's more there is for me ?

I will ask till my death 

As you will accompany me there 

Until my last breath

 

  • Author: arial (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 17th, 2025 14:14
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • sorenbarrett

    A poem of unity the goes beyond death. Nicely said.

    • arial

      Thankyou

    • Poetic Licence

      I get a sense of control and it will be there until death, well expressed write

      • arial

        Thankyou

        • Poetic Licence

          You are very welcome



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