Lilies
Evil in my bones
with painful moans
in vicodin and morphine
gates of death to be seen.
Once upon a time, was scared
in a time like now, prepared.
Ready to open the door
Ready to face the core
In times like these
as life takes a twist.
When life could take away the keys
and leave a list.
Death in fresh air
Fresh breath after Death's air;
it suddenly feels light
a new heart with light
Everyone has their demons
Everyone has their limit,
remaining shining beacons
to the very last minute.
Samson Samuel Koshy
Copyright (c) Samson Samuel Koshy
Saturday, July 11, 2009
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