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.


335. Depth of night upon the sea

There, deep in the darkness

Lurks a silent nothing,

A great wide blue expanse

Born from mysterious chance,

You sail with no harness

Still searching for something;

Oh this wild world is rough

But your heart is quite too

And soon none suffices,

The virtues or vices,

For when you gaze into

The abyss long enough…

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