On the Death Bed

The passing clouds showered my mane,
The evening sun colored my mane,
Moments froze as I wait,
For the one blessed by fate.
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Twilight haunted the day its pride
Murmuring the requiem it rides,
Blackness clouded my eyes open so wide
Struggling to find the image it hides.
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Dreams surfaced my mind galloping
White horse with wings wavering,
Cold winds bore the wild scent lingering
A soft hand with palms shivering.
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Sinister eyes waited to pounce
As wailing triumph denounce,
Retreating beats echoed in my ears
As I lay with an arrow on my rear.
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Fading glory failed to stop
As around my death bed shadows hop,
Blinding lights approached my pyre
As Gates of Heaven open for me, virile.
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~Trilok~

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4 thoughts on “On the Death Bed

  1. Abe can you do me a favour??????
    Please visit Monster.com…u are definately caught up in the wrong job:).

    I loved it.

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