Brush Of Death Poem by me poet yeps poet
Brush Of Death
The wind slapped my face
are you awake
I am Death today
don't wait
I shall speed up
If I may
as death warned me by
my hair stood on end
my body was now shaky
will death also touch me
I thought
I am invulnerable
no wind
cyclone
tsunami
can ever push me
into the
Burning Inferno
Garbage Bin
of Time
who dared the wind to
but notwithstanding
the fear of death lurking
I am now nailed
to the ground firmly
but little will I be able to do
if it the wind comes
at a missile's speed
I shall also cave in
my hair stands
on the edge of existence
on its cliff like verge
as the ultimatum of that
Unknown Mind
can only one remind
the Bell
for you now does
finally chime
but notwithstanding the fear of death lurking I am now nailed to the ground firmly Beautiful!
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Indeed brush of death Rings the final haul Pulling me back to hearth Where I never ever dwell. Indeed brush of death Comes all of sudden Amidst my incomplete spadework worth Pulling me like fading hen. Good write.
Brilliant! Absolutely a wonderful piece dear poet! Thanks for sharing.....10++++
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8/7/2025 8:34:36 PM # 1.0.0
notwithstanding the fear of death lurking I am now nailed to the ground firmly Beautiful! ...JA JI