Skeleton

Syd



(Verse 1)
The sombre sun sets
For the last time
My expiring mind etches out
Its final rhymes

My irises capture
Their fading photons
Electricity flickers
Through dying neurons

(Verse 2)
My diaphragm pulls
The last oxygen to my chest
Gifting CO2 to the trees
With my terminal breath

Once my corpse is lowered
Into the damp abyss
My remaining cells commence
Their metamorphosis

(Chorus)
Oh death, oh death
An unappreciated friend

Spiralling through the cosmos
Barreling by black holes
There is no end

Oh death, oh death
You’ve kissed me with your
Wilted lips

Consciousness is reborn
Pulsing like a neutron star
The cosmos is your hips

(Verse 3)
No more motion
All is serenely still
The worms and insects
Gorge their fill

Phosphorus, calcium and collagen
Are what will remain
The only evidence I existed
On this conscious plain

(Verse 4)
Taut dry flesh, like leather
Now exposed to soil and damp
Nature initiates recycling
With its signature stamp

The only remnant of me
Will be decaying gelatin
Rest easy in the ground
My humble skeleton

(Chorus)
Oh death, oh death
An unappreciated friend

Spiralling through the cosmos
Barreling by black holes
There is no end

Oh death, oh death
You’ve kissed me with your
Wilted lips

Consciousness is reborn
Pulsing like a neutron star
The cosmos is your hips

  • Author: Syd (Online Online)
  • Published: April 5th, 2026 12:34
  • Comment from author about the poem: I believe when we die our conscious is set free and is reborn. Lyrics: Original work by Syd (False Sense) Music: AI-generated composition © Lyrics copyright reserved Images AI generated
  • Category: Spiritual
  • Views: 4
  • Users favorite of this poem: Cindy
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  • Cindy

    I love this poem(or song)it deeply explores the topic of death. Nicely written!

    • Syd

      Thank you so much Cindy. I'm glad you enjoyed this piece. I really appreciate your kind comment.

      - Syd 🍄

    • sorenbarrett

      I have always seen death as an old friend a reliever of pain and a siren that sings softly. Reincarnation implied as the body decomposes. The soul liberated to be reborn. Nicely done.



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