Death Sonnet Poem by Kaustubh Patthe
Death Sonnet
My life is began to burn,
I'm suffering for my sins,
And the hatred I earn,
Made me wicked and mean.
Life showed me worse tricks,
And I don't want it more,
Now I'm getting bored,
And only death I seek.
What I feel is melancholy,
What I feel is misery,
I'm with my hands tied,
And my eyes are teary.
Now only thing can set me free,
The death; only I can see.
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