EMPTY SHELL… an abstract poem

Derelict was this soul

Lost in pain

And admonition

Beelzebub’s own tongue

Licks its delight

Upon the taste

Lowly, the form succumbs

Breath secedes

Rhythmic drums

Beat no more

Hollow within

The empty shell

Author: What Words May Come

Hopeless romantic; joker; father and grandfather; husband; sportsman; part-time writer; View all posts by What Words May Come

TheSunshineArtist says:

December 11, 2018 at 5:21 am

Dare I say, I feel the call of the wild?! 😉

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1. What Words May Come says:
  
  December 11, 2018 at 6:16 am
  
  Well, your sunshine far outweighs that heaviness…
  
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  1. TheSunshineArtist says:
    
    December 11, 2018 at 6:20 am
    
    Lol thank you!😁
    
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  2. What Words May Come says:
    
    December 11, 2018 at 6:22 am
    
    Just sayin’
    This week’s post are a little different.
    
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  3. TheSunshineArtist says:
    
    December 11, 2018 at 6:28 am
    
    Nothing wrong with different 😉
    
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