The Walking Dead Poem by Arundass TP

The Walking Dead

Rating: 5.0


Darkness, darkness
crawl's like a snake
seasons are myth
in between death and life

Floating clouds, smiling moon
dancing breeze, touching the soul
screeching owl, flying foxes
howling wolfs, freezing night

Inside coffin
mystery sleeps
touching the soul
shattering reality

touching the soul
steps outside, the reality shines
breaking the hearts
love attracts

Steps inside the home
music of love, past
widened eyes, shades of horror
panicked every heart

Touched the piano
the music echoed all around
rushing steps with fear
the sound was shattering the souls

Strange voices flowed inside
stopping the music
loved ones on foot
with anger and disgust

Roses are black, vanishing red
crushing the mystery
throwing into the coffin
nailing forever again.

The Walking Dead
Thursday, July 6, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: imagination,mystery,poem
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
A man was dead long ago, his wife and children lives in his home after, a thousand moon rise, he was walking out of coffin to his home, entering his family once rushed out in panic and asked neighbors to kill that past memory sitting in the home reading the piano. The people rushed inside with logs of wood and tools crushed him and nailed inside the coffin for ever.
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Arundass TP

Arundass TP

Thalassery, Kerala, India
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