Death Comes as the End

As most of you are aware, I recently lost my mother. When I read this poem, I felt like Varnika was speaking only to me. ❤

Moonlighting Scrivener

Blank walls

And blank pages.

Nothing to account for

A life that was lived.

The still warm body

Looked peacefully at rest

Endowed with an eternal sleep.

Yet, still floating behind those closed eyes,

Lingering as if to prolong their goodbyes,

Were a myriad fluttering dreams.

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10 thoughts on “Death Comes as the End

  1. Very sorry for your loss, Kindra. I recently lost my grandfather and I can relate somewhat to what you must be feeling. I wish and pray for more strength to you and your family to deal with such an unimaginable loss. Sending all my love and wishes your way. If my words were able to speak to you and alleviate your pain in any manner, I consider myself fulfilled as a writer today. So, thank you for this gift. Take care. Love 💕

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