Death's Last Breath

• Emma Skalicky, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2010

Hark! The sound of death’s last breath
Truth for truth, a sorrow forsaken
Sweet Nymph, drown’d in hopeless longing
Truly I wept for thee

Thine tempest of grief could not stall death
And in such a state were you taken
Cynical leering, in hopes of prolonging
Madness’ perpetual glee

And as thou dost fall, dancing with death
Downward in grief, no longer with meaning
‘Till death meets it’s end in constant beginnings
Sweet Nymph I pray for thee

Hark! The sound of death’s last breath
Lies in lies, when all ends lie bleeding
Thy love I shall find, regardless of sinning
‘Till then, I place my heart in thee