Tomb Escape
Memory hovers
On darkened clouds
Corpse is rotting
In it's shroud
Face imprinted
On binding cloth
Image distinctive
Muscle lost
Death of flesh
Is ether's gain
No regrets
For long it reigned
Memory hovers
On darkened clouds
Corpse is rotting
In it's shroud
Face imprinted
On binding cloth
Image distinctive
Muscle lost
Death of flesh
Is ether's gain
No regrets
For long it reigned
Thanks to everyone who liked this. NigeI i always wanted to be tomb raider I reckon! Disturbing Devine is a great lineโญ This was actually one of my alternative jubilee poems ๐๐
Curse struck
Tomb raider
Slow death
Disturbing divine
Sacred Pharaoh.
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Stephen Gospage
Tue 7th Jun 2022 17:07
Good one, Ruth, if slightly chilling.