Super upon demise (Poem)

Faint are the looks as vessels weaken;
Strength of the clouds shields eyes to see;
Paint hardened muscles blurred within;
Pitched-tents hallowed in a new world I flee;

Stagnant bodies over departure;
To wave good bye I wished;
Pregnant pulses shouldered the pasture;
Engraved wits by my last wish;

Upon the souls the smiles;
Over the loss they cried;
Into abyss the isles;
Found with a sigh;

I fed without food,
Life here is good...

By:
Johnnygan