SYMBOLISM OF DEATH
Grey clouds are hovering in the sky,
Just as they are about to cry.
The sea had risen its tides to the shore,
To prevent the mishaps galore.
The spirits are shivering from within their coffins,
Someone new is coming in their homes.
The trees are shaking vigorously,
A fruit no-hoper is about to become.
The moon is looking in dismay,
Oh! Something terrible must have begun.
The flower that was dancing two scenes before,
Now has a peculiar frown disowned.
The heart is aching so pinchingly,
That eyes are glaring at light bright white.
Wonders are starting to happen,
As now a motherly figure can be seen.
She has a kind smile on her face,
Oh! What a pleasane change....
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