Come Lets Die Poem by Putholi Arumugham T
Come Lets Die
The purity of an ancient rainfall,
The sanctity of the breeze once flew,
The nature at birth in the greeness
of the trees now as dark coal,
The enchantment in the children of past,
The care for the fellow human in our heart
melting gently with clocks of yesteryears
Joining this league unnoticed by us
'My quenchless love for you'
So,
Come,
Lets die.
nice extended cognitive metaphor: ''The care for the fellow human in our heart melting gently with clocks of yesteryears Joining this league unnoticed by us'' wonderful abstract poem...............10+++
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5/2/2024 8:46:39 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Very nicely written. I love the way you take nature and breath life into your poem and then turn it around a speak of Come, Let's Die. Very good approach. Thanks for the invite. Lynn