My Epitaph Poem by JENIE FRANKSAY
My Epitaph
when i will be dead,
tears they'll shed.
on the day of funeral,
i will start my travel
to the almighty.
confined in a coffin pretty.
on my grave will be an epitaph,
in golden words- twenty or half.
'here lies a poetess,
whose life became a mess.
so she left the world
leaving behind poems pearled.'
i read it in your diary i found it wid a photo, i guess nice expression...
an excellent account of your life. Leaving behind poems pearled. I to would hope to leave pearled poems behind for later generations.
Look at Keats epitaph, a life writ in water, but he became Englands greatest poet.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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3/28/2023 4:30:15 PM # 1.0.0.1113
hey, sayoni how are you? read me