A Sullen, Yet Peaceful Ending

January 21, 2012
By , Flemington, NJ
The sullen skies wail, prophesying the end.
I cower as a morbid carriage rumbles towards me,
Petrified by the eminent silhouette of death,
The young girl, a pallid angel
Radiates tranquility, angst, and sympathy,
In a shivery whisper intricately woven
she summons me.
To approach her with bravery,
I mount her carriage ,
terror-stricken as I cross the bridge into foreign territory.

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Hannah S. said...
Mar. 4, 2012 at 9:20 pm
I like this peom. I like how your trying to show that death isnt scary.
stardreamer replied...
Mar. 5, 2012 at 4:26 am
Thank you :)
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