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Romantisising death
we all once tried to be aesthetic in life ,but what about death? write a short poem on how one could smile at its own death bed
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InkFreak in Poetry & Free Verse

As I lay

As I lay here progressively losing weight

I can see shifts and changes in the light

Even my hand appears rather heavy

As sleep beckons me once more and one shadow becomes many

Outside becomes a soft orchestra

The final sound that shall lay upon my ears as my eyes behold it's aura

My skin feels akin to ocean waves

With every pulse, I see the memories that my mind saves

Outside of these walls, away from this bed

Life had been harsh and had gotten to my head

As seconds pass, I realize

Perhaps it all was minimal in size

A smile creeps across my face as I close my eyes a final time

Outright inviting death, sticking to nature's rhythm and rhyme

The warmth of this blanket, nothing can compete

For the final thing I shall feel is a cozy heat

Things appear simpler now

There's no rush or wonders of why and how

This is all there is, this is all I'll miss

Or maybe not at all as the world outside is a gnarly hiss

Under these sheets, I may be alone

But that's the most peaceful part I feel in my bone

I know there's only adventure ahead of me

For no one knows the afterlife or what it could be

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