End's Elegy

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
A poem about a man holding a leaf. Honestly (okay so it's supposed to be symbolic about losing people and the emotions of those left behind but really I just wanted to experiment with the same format of Sonnets)

Submitted: June 02, 2008

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End’s Elegy

A pitiful, crumbling leaf balances
precariously on protective palms.
His delicate embrace encompasses
the crisp muddy flakes, leaving only calm.
‘Twas once an array of dancing colours;
Once it had been a producer of Life.
This corpse represented stolen summers
Which, watching, made tearful eyes blur with strife.
A miraculous existence long lost
among the ashes of pitiful pain.
It waited for the end, knowing the cost
of Our lowly existence; void of gain.
Drained before their time, we are left alone
to tend to memories: no Flesh; no Bone.


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