Category : Poems

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 The Body numb and lukewarm out of it.
There nothing living inside but dead fear submerged. 
The last Tear
Stained,dried from the cold air.

Breathe pumped out it's last perspiration.
Speak no words, the lips cracked because of no moisture. 
No hydration
The skin draught into a desert like land.

The only hands are motionless.
Nothing may contain this prideland.
Even if the eyes are the window to this soul, all communication became excommunicated .
It being demolished. 
Another spirit added to the list.


It overly crowded in heavens platoon. 
God will make room.
For the lost souls whom spirit away,
To the loved ones who left their names, 
Their remains are still essences of ocean bay .


Even  if the wind plush to our decay, your existence is evidence too.
Doom of fatal flaw is evidentally true.