Peign Kasuga


Foolish Grave - Poem by Peign Kasuga

A cold wind of breeze
Follows me to a grave
I look at the tombstone
And see a cavred name on it

It reads:
'What is life?
Life is something people make it out of
Not in a piles of Deaf
But in a plies of Lies
Everyone is blind
Although it's only the good guys
Not the bad guys.'

Then I fell to my grave
As the name carved my name:
'The Foolish man who seeks Life'


Poet's Notes about The Poem

It's about a person who wonders about what life is until he/she founds his/her grave.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 22, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, January 22, 2013


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