Dead WidowShe stares into my eyes…
As i stare into hers,
I see no life in her eyes.
Though glassy for she had been crying, lacked soul.
Her eyes were devoid of life.
He was dead and buried!
She is alive yet, dead!
They had killed her within,
Drained her of all breath, life.
His death was a relief from his pain;
Her life is to live in the aftermath of his pain.
They wouldn't let her die,
But she is dead!
And in a moment,
Her lifeless body will be calcified in her motions!
And when she falls,
Her soulless eyes will condemn all
Who wouldn't let her live!!!
Duke Dziedzorm Kwame Benson is a creative writer who strongly believes in using the arts, especially literature to advance the course of mankind.
He strongly believes that creative writing, for that matter, poetry, enables and forces us to analyze situations and conditions via alternate angles.
Mr. Benson loves to emphasize this thought of Jean-Jacques Rousseau, that, “the world of reality has its limits; the world of imagination is boundless.” Hence, his poetry is explicit in expressing his imagination.
He has been featured in some anthologies such as the “Sun & Snow Anthology” and “The Breaking Silence” anthology.
In concluding his poems, he signs off with "IBleed" or a variation of that.
For samples of his writings, he can be contacted via his email: [email protected] and [email protected]
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