Walid Boureghda

Rookie - 181 Points (June,19th,1979 / BATNA, ALGERIA)

My Epitaph - Poem by Walid Boureghda

Lonely was I in my cursed previous life.
Stronger am I now beneath this lovely tomb.
Life's but a play rehearsed once in the womb,
Replayed again till stabbed by a knife
And here lies my spirit to the day of doom.
May here know I the truest rest, not in the former gloom.

Comments about My Epitaph by Walid Boureghda

  • (11/7/2011 2:39:00 PM)

    brilliant write...depicts a hard life and the hope for a better after one
    keep up the good work
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  • Saadat Tahir (4/28/2011 4:38:00 AM)

    Greeko-roman dark...

    nice depiction of age old dilemmas

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  • (4/22/2006 5:43:00 PM)

    May we all know the truest rest...

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 22, 2006

Poem Edited: Sunday, April 23, 2006

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