3 result(s) for Non-Rhyming Poems Starting With ‘I’d Only Been Dead An Hour’.
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After the Hour
I'd only been dead an hour,
familiar faces disappear,
echoes of laughter linger
in the corners of muted rooms.
Time drips in slow motion,
a pendulum swinging softly,
remnants of warmth dissolve
in the chill of absence.
A distant clock ticks on,
as memories unravel,
advocating silence,
whispers drifting far away,
a tapestry of what was,
barely held together by sighs;
beacons of love fading
in the twilight of forgetting.
An Hour Beyond
I’d only been dead an hour,
warmth still lingering here,
the echoes of laughter
curling like smoke in the air.
Shadows dance in corners,
faint whispers of what was,
as the sun pours through windows,
gilded light kissing the floor.
Time, a river unbound,
flows softly through eternity,
hands still trembling with memory,
a tapestry woven in gold and grief.
Each breath a distant echo,
each heartbeat an ancient song,
as I watch the living,
cradled in their fragility.
Whispers of the Departed
I'd only been dead an hour,
memories whispering faintly,
a tapestry of light and shadow,
floating in the twilight of thought.
I lingered on the edge of silence,
where laughter dances like dust,
a flicker of faces,
a soft echo of love unspent.
Time drifts like smoke,
blurring the outlines of who I was,
but here, in this fragile moment,
I rest between worlds, unbound,
a ghost of the past, yet alive in the heart.
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