Ballad of a Dead Man
I see things people dont see.
I hear things people dont hear.
This is what happens to the old man
Of yesterday past.
Soon I wont know the diffrence between
Reality
All I know is
My end is near and all I can do
Is lay and wait for my turn
As all the others are pulled before me
I am forced to suffer
Until he stands before me
And decides to pull my soul
I wish I could do it myself
But im just an old man now
I am just a dead man
On this bed.
Poetry is what gets lost in translation.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| So Very Thin | 0 | 05/26/2023 |
| Spirit Torn | 0 | 04/13/2013 |
| Eternal Servitude | 0 | 04/13/2013 |
| Hope and Love | 0 | 03/12/2013 |
| Seasons of Darkness | 0 | 11/17/2011 |
| Resurrection | 0 | 05/03/2011 |
| Life without value | 0 | 09/26/2010 |
| Bloodline | 0 | 09/26/2010 |
| The Flow of Love | 0 | 09/26/2010 |
| Curse of Solitude | 1 | 09/15/2010 |
| False Paradise | 0 | 04/15/2010 |
| Blue Fruit Basket | 1 | 12/10/2009 |
| Ballad of a Dead Man | 0 | 12/10/2009 |
| Power | 0 | 09/27/2009 |
| My Freedom | 0 | 08/29/2009 |
| Angels Calling | 1 | 08/29/2009 |
| Signs | 0 | 08/12/2009 |
| Battle Within | 0 | 08/12/2009 |
| Darkness in the Light | 0 | 08/12/2009 |
| Brothers | 0 | 08/12/2009 |
| Shattered | 0 | 08/12/2009 |
| Deaf World | 0 | 08/29/2009 |
| Looming Shadows | 1 | 02/26/2009 |
| Growth | 1 | 08/29/2009 |
| Searching | 0 | 10/27/2009 |
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