2005.06.30

Anna Mazurek


When my last breath is taken

When my last breath is taken
and my feet won't dance no more
don't give me to the earth
that my feet had walked upon

cause there's not one single place
that would be the perfect one
Anywhere sun kissed my face,
there indeed, there was my home.


So when my last breath is taken
and my feet won't dance no more
give my body to the fire

cause like a fire I had lived,

with a flame in my eyes
from the fire in my soul.


Then give me to the wind
let me be free just like him
who blows just as he pleases

Give me to the wind,

and let me die
as I've been living!




Poetry by AnnaMazurek
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Written on 2005-10-23 at 17:52

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Zoya Zaidi
Again beautiful imagery!
You have a gift!
But, Aren't you too young to make a death wish?
with all that fire!
Theburning desire!
You should be wanting to live!
And not, scatter to the winds!
Love, and (((HUGS)))
2005-10-31


INDRAN REDDY
a child of the wind and fire you are...a fiery soul and a free heart...an appealing combination...lovely poem
2005-10-28


chasingtheday The PoetBay support member heart!
scattering ashes, the wind blowing our remains. i think i would prefer going back into the earth, at least that way the worms get fed!
2005-10-23