(To get you into the mood: This is a modern poem with modern words with random syllables; in short, a freelance poem. Don't expect something gregarious (If you know what I mean). And also note the line breaks are sometimes weird because I originally made this as a sentence-per-sentence paragraph... Also note the marks at every end of every verse.) Feel free to post your thoughts... (-_-)
~The Inevitable Thought~
Deep in the silence of our sleep,
It stares blankly;
Counting every breath we take.
In the dangers and struggles of life,
It would show its presence
Intentionally without a doubt.
Written in code in books of myths;
It conquers unconsciously,
Yet they describe it as beauty.
Children wonder if they will experience it one day,
Adults may linger to brush away the cruel reality,
And the elderly still awaits its carriage for peace.
Yes, that's the truth I'm saying.
Some one's always dying, and that's a fact.
But then come this thought:
Though we all know about it,
We still continue to ignore it
We all know... that we're all dying.
