Interpreted Alive. Pronounced dead.


From the once dark phase of life.. The tryst between the body and soul.

Interpreted alive,
Pronounced dead.
Unsure if he tried,
Unsure if others cried.
With a mind lost,
The body along almost.
Interpreted alive,
Pronounced dead.
Some muttered,
Others didn’t.
None cried,
Yet silence uttered.
Pronounced dead,
Lifes premise ended.
Without its soul,
The body awaits
Awaits its demise..
To be, pronounced dead..

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