Sunday, June 16, 2013

Sonnet- To mortality

Today the lapiz lazuli heart doesn't ring
With joyous thoughts of survival.
The heart doesn't in affirmation sing
Of recuperated resurfaced revival.

While the hardened, battered body
Mourns a valedictory dirge
Yet the thought of a realm beyond
Does not bring an attendant upsurge

Mottled flesh decomposes, obliterates
And returns from whence it came
Still chimeras of continuance proliferates
And never is monochrome death the same

Imaginatively i die and reconstitute
But the wary countenance remains destitute

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