Can u feel it.
The wind blowing.
Your face cloud
Can u feel your soul dying
Your soul fading
Disappearing day by day as your age
Your body gets older each day.
It becomes weaker.
Skin becomes leather
Bones become powder
Hair becomes thin
Teeth fall out
Your dying day by day
Hour by hour
Second by second
Can you feel it?
Do you notice or do you play dumb?
Do you ignore the feeling of your life flowing out of you?
How does that feeling feel?
Is it delightful?
Is it fill of pain?
Or is it nothing?
Does nothing come of your feeling of dying?
I believe so
I think you don't notice at all.
I think you just live until you die.
The Flow Of Death
Nicole Fryer
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 07/27/2019
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Poem topics: believe, cloud, hair, life, pain, wind, ignore, play, face, skin, live, body, powder, soul, notice, feel, Valentine's Day, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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