A Ballad for Death

A compilation of the first 500 poems I ever wrote.
I write in my free time accross different styles and themes, sometimes there are reasons to what I write and sometimes there are not, but I always try to follow my inspiration.


5. From light to darkness, from darkness to light. (Contest entry n°5)

For all will rust and wither away,

from dust to dust, from flesh to clay.

Never give in to the force at play,

never let go or fly away.

White. Overswept by a blinding light,

all was drowned in this ray of hope ;

souls, bodies, dreams, worries, none was left.

What had been, was, would be. No more.

Black. A thin dark veil, without a fight,

fell on the world for man to grope,

and quite swiftly with its hands deft

swallowed it all to nevermore.

Gods and demons in the world of man,

Looking for the meaning of his plan

For they all shall seek to understand

But very few be graced by his hand.

Darkness. A harsh, cold and silent lore

Leaving you all alone and bereft

An eternity alone to mope

Slowly robbing you of all your might.

Light. The pure emotion at it’s core

Healing, reparing, what had been cleft,

Flooding your heart and helping you cope,

Warm wind rising you to all new heights.

For all will rust and wither away,

from dust to dust, from flesh to clay.

If all must end, until comes that day,

true to your heart, always you must stay.

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