Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Death Bed- A Poem by Sandeep Gorrepati

I Lay There Lying On My Death Bed.


Sweet Mercy!! How My Heart Has Bled.


With a Cigarette In One Hand, And The Other Holding a Tainted Bread.


The Kite Of Happiness Cut Off From It's Thread.


Bleating Sheep In a Far Away Shed.


Footage Of My Life Playing Over And Over In My Head.


With Each Inhalation Of The Cigarette I Drew In Smoke And With Each Exhalation i Expell My Latest Breathe.


There I Lay Dying On My Bed.

3 comments:

  1. you prolly are the most wistful 21 year old out there. why the pallor, brother? Asked to choose between a box of chocolates and the silence of the lambs, would you go looking for the butcher's knives? yeah, i thought so. let the light in, and you'd smile ever so slightly watching the shadows scamper.

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  2. man..what the f*** is that fella's language?? God's vocabulary or what? Of course,he is! serene and hit at the centre!

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