I Died Yesterday.


I died yesterday. by-MFB III

Words from beyond the grave?


I died yesterday,
with great remorse
in a few brief moments,
listening quietly,
to the sounds of
the collective groans,
of all the people,
who had been following,
my ranting,
and emoting.

A rather large group,
there were even a few tears,
and some hankys appeared,
to kleen the x's,
left by their mascara.

Some expressed shock,
at my early exit,
just when they had,
gotten to know me, and
others looked away,
seeing their own demise,
and not liking their reflections.

It wasn't too upsetting
as most other
violent deaths can be,
I uttered,
a few last words,
took a shuddering gasp
the bloodstained spot
just left of my breast
and falling limply ,
to the floor,
with a solid thud.

Just as suddenly I,
Kicked my heels

up and down,
In a stacatto of despair,
and then fell still,
lights out.....
for another human perished.

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I plan on dying,
again tonight,
a little better

then last night,
actually I'll be dying,
for the next six weekends.

Sundays, and.......
I've been polishing up,
on my exit.

The critics felt I had promise
Death becomes me,
I'm working towards
Changing that

smattering of applause,
into a roar of flesh colliding,
a stacatto of great joy.

Applause becomes me as well,
God, I love the theatre,
I just wish I could be cast
in a role that has,
a little more life.

But I'll keep on dying,
and dying well,
Thank you very much,
cause it pays the rent
and I'm dying to be an actor,

Quite literally!


------------©-MFB III

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Jen's Solitude 6 years ago from Delaware

I never know where you are leading us, but it is fun to read and find out. Thanks!

Linda Myshrall 6 years ago

Looks like you have more than one talent! This was very enjoyable... light, entertaining, and clever. Thumbs up!

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Micky Dee 6 years ago

I woke up this morning, walked into my kitchen and died. Oh what a feeling! As my soul went through the ceiling. And on up to heaven I did rise!

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Debarshi Dutta 6 years ago from Calcutta

This is a very witty poem.


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