BRI:
Percy, oh Percy, I feel you shan't cry for mercy....
to Death.
After all, He offers: "a calm habitation", AND...
no "groans of regret", ……….......not even "a sigh"!
WHO could resist his hospitality?Certainly not I, ….Bri.
I'VE rejected God and Heaven, so I'd be otherwise "Lost" ….
in a void without love.AND, by MANY a sigh, I'd be tossed!
So if Death somehow manages to …....…wrest me from this Earth,
I'll accept Death's offer of a "calm habitation".Yes, I'LL....give it a try.
PERCY:
"Suit yourself, Dear Bri."
(December the 17th,2017)
Yes, I totally agree with the comments mentioned below. P. B. Shelly died at 30, he had never experienced a poet’s journey beyond that! His spirit is simply misleading you. Literally, when you ask a dead soul for any advice, he would immediately greet you as a guide ushering your soul to their arena! Why should you pay any heed to the voice of a dead soul? An incisive write! !
Unfortunately Shelley died at a young age! Compared to him you have had a fairly longer life span! Yet I don't think you will be simply 'tossed'. There would be hundreds of your poet friends who would sigh and mourn over your death............... at least those who figure in your showcase!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I have not read P. B. Shelly write, and I haven't a clue what you are are blustered about. But please stay alive so that I have a reason to be here. Thanks Bri.