Mini poem slam - Danceing with death

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My Dance with Death




What is it like to die young in a date?

Is there complete quiet with no uproar?




Or could there be music, that is one great?

For that the dancing tale that I must gloar.




Her ball room is seen by the candle lights

It's dark and cold yet kinda of painless

The great music, from the middle age nights

She walks among a lifeless and black dress




She'll take your'll hand to dance in her gain

A dance you won't know, cause there you have no right

You spin not knowing the cause of your pain

Then you fall, eyes closed, the light of white Now, a ghost remembering my last breath

I tell about my dance with lady death I tell about my dance with lady death I tell about my dance with lady death




I tell about my dance with lady death

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• MJFreak1130

[MJFreak1130]

@Lobo2451 Thank you! I'm glad you like it

[Lobo2451]

I don't know how old this poem is but i seem to be your first commentor. I too write that genere of poetry, Shakespere and being my insiration just as yers. I loves this poem for i have danced with the lady of death many times, my body is young but my soul 'tis not. I have posted not a video yet but my work will be revealed soon... Wolf