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sharon-rose
Mar 07, 2010 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

Breath Less

Purple-blue colour
Mask-like grimace
Leaving his Earth at a quickening pace..

 

In defiance of Death
He gripped the bed bars
Trying to get air into decaying lungs..

 

Doctors and nurses clustered around
Pouring in drugs to jump start 
His heart..

 

Their efforts were futile
As the breath left its home
The fight was now over
His corpse was alone..
 

— sharon-rose, Mar 07, 2010

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DawningDaytripper

DawningDaytripper

16 years 3 months ago

Gruesome and I liked it,

Gruesome and I liked it, really good twist of death and decay. He is already in the ground and not even dead yet, some people just can't let go... until they just can't stay any longer with out decaying. I get it. I almost felt like it could be expanded upon... but I will think on it and let you know. Good read thanks for sharing. Julie D.D.
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sharon-rose

16 years 3 months ago

thanks Julie

He doesn't want to die,he feels it's not his time,and he can't breath,the trouble's his breathing..let me know what your thoughts are-bye for now..
xena465

xena465

16 years 3 months ago

Devastating is the call of

Devastating is the call of death when it's moments away. You expressed this perfectly Sharon...another great heart-rending write. Rosina xena465
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sharon-rose

16 years 3 months ago

Thanks Rosina

Thanks for your kind words Rosina.It's a scene I had to write about..
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sharon-rose

16 years 3 months ago

Hi Dark

Wondered what this made you think of..what your personal impressions are?I'm interested to hear your thoughts-thanks for reading my poem..