Hello readers this poem is dedicated to Suzeku's Rose/Rose of Fire/ Lynn
one of the best poets I know, thanks for sharing your great poetry with the
The dying man gasped his last breath
the final roar, touch of death
staring at the sky
as if to devour it with milky eyes
he screams then falls silent
As soul is ripped from flesh
the battle lost
the day is gone
dreams destroyed
with the setting sun
A fallen hero
destroyed belief
hope is replaced by mad grief
And if you try to realize
ears are deaf
and blind are eyes

That's it sorry it is'nt too great, but hoped you enjoyed it anyway.