Ultimate goodbyes By aldo kraas, www.PoetryPoem.com/poet11586 Unlock all Features - Upgrade to Poetry Prime
Oh, Joy with her vibrant white attire,
Spinningand singing sweet odes of the choir.
And but, how she radiates the purest of pure,
What candied remedy, what splendid cure.
Pink frosted lips and ebony lashes,
Flick backfinal tears before the car crashes.
h, Happiness with her sunny yellow dress
Skipping and humming tunes so contagious.
And but, how she laughs with a brilliance,
What reckless confidence, what deliverable resilience.
Warm russet skin and cherry lipstick,
A cheery cherry that rotted out after you got sick.
Oh, Pride with her emerald green gown,
Strutting and speaking virtues so renown.
And but, how she carries herself with such regality,
What beautiful elegance, what majestic speciality.
A dazzling white smile and glossy brown curls,
Become chipped teeth and blood-soaked tendrils as the trauma unfurls.
Oh, Fulfillment with his generous waistline,
Strolling and caroling gay lyrics of mine.
And but, how he chortles with glee,
What wholesome contentment, what hearty reverie.
Fat jolly belly and a smiling eyes,
Droop closed as the jovial man dies.
Oh but now Grief with his solemn suit and tie,
Looming and muttering dejected words bringing tears to my eye.
And but, how he ruins the best,
What potent misery, what cruel jest.
Dark blue-gray eyes and a somber expression,
Stalk me daily throughout this depression.
Oh but now Anger with his flaming red suit,
Dancing a jig and cackling at me, the brute!
And but, how he boils the blood,
What satanic beast, what hellish stud.
Devilish good looks and a wicked grin,
Flaunted to disarm the innocent to his sin.
Oh but now Drama in her ostentatiousopera wear,
Waddling and wailing italian ballads with gusto and flair.
And but, how she bellows bereavement to the skies,
What embellished truths, what tepid lies.
Voluptuous figure and dress stretched tight,
One small tumble and of course it's the end of her world tonight.
Oh but now Lonely in his blue guise,
Creeping and whispering lonely lullabies,
And but, how he feasts upon me,
What biting pain, what helpless plea.
Sallow skin and a skeletal profile,
A haunting creature that seeks to defile.
Oh but now Heartbreak with his whiskered nose,
Stumbling and yelping in pain when his illness arose,
And but, how he falls to the ground,
What excruciating loss, what incredible hound.
Rich dark fur and warm mahogany eyes,
Wretchedly covered with maggots and filth, the ultimate demise
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