By The End Of This... Poem by Lady Viola Of The Grave
By The End Of This...
By the end of this poem you will love death
because death is a figure of speech
as heaven and hell
to all that believe
they will be deceived
By the end of this stanza you will love death
you don't see death
he sees you
and who am I to say he?
he, she I don't know
My the end of this line you will love death
Death is your friend
when you are tired and sad
you can summon him
with the flick of a knife
by the end of this word you will love death
death is beautiful
don't deal with the pain
don't deny the beauty
don't sacrifice your life to living
something so insignificant
your ego will kill your pride
Now comes the truth
it was coming all along
Now at the end of this poem
...You love death
Well this is the first time I have read a poem like this well written I dont love death sorry life is 2 sweet
the anaphora''By the end of this poem you will love death'' need to generate the tension.By the end of this poem he will love death, the truth comes at the end of this poem and the truth is that ego kill his pride.intelligently penned..10++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 10:53:40 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A good poem inviting the readers to look into themselves and realize for what they lack to make a good use of their life and throw away the proudness and the filth of superiority complexes.........nothing is permanent so make use of every single moment you elapse...........