Beauty And Pain Poem by Ameen Rihani

Beauty And Pain



Death will not come with thee, O Pain !
Life will not come with thee, O Beauty !
The fires of hell are but a taper's flame compared
to this.
Thy guest, O Bed of Brass,
Looks on thee with a yearning glance.
And vet her soul, bearing the torch of Pain,
Ls searching all the worlds for Death.

Friday, April 18, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: death,pain
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Ameen Rihani

Ameen Rihani

Freike / Lebanon
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