Solaces' Sonnet Of Death

Hands cold as night, drags Me- From this hollow world-and this shallow hole
To the ocean of no return
For death has made war on our homes

Eyes dark as night,
Time has tore that from me
Shut eyes so I can see
The rest of my eternity

Fear has filled my sun
I fear this that is to come
I- fear very death itself
And maybe this fear is just, That I too shall alight oneday

Kareem Azeez
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