Array ( [sid] => 167584 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Sensing the scent [time] => 2011-10-02 03:29:01 [hometext] => [bodytext] => Alongside death, there is a scent,
Not putrid, rotten fruit and worms,
Gorgin on life well lived,
But lonely; lingering loneliness,
A smell that cannot leave without it's dues.

Not everyone senses the scent of the dead,
As it seeps, oh so slowly, slowly,
Into moonlight hats and shimmering dresses,
And waits there, oh so slowly,
Until your time will come. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 73 [topic] => 21 [informant] => dotcom [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems ) Your Poetry Dot Com - Sensing the scent


Sensing the scent
Date: Sunday, 2nd October 2011 @ 03:29:01 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: dotcom
Alongside death, there is a scent,
Not putrid, rotten fruit and worms,
Gorgin on life well lived,
But lonely; lingering loneliness,
A smell that cannot leave without it's dues.

Not everyone senses the scent of the dead,
As it seeps, oh so slowly, slowly,
Into moonlight hats and shimmering dresses,
And waits there, oh so slowly,
Until your time will come.

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