Ay! ! look!
where you are
on the heap
you suppose base
but vulgar ideas,
beware! beware!
you're losing rusting
soul pure one
nothing what you won
debt you owe
must be paid
that you own
must be left
then why regret
death you meet
leaving proud
under the shroud
when you lay
nothing to pay
tongue that say
'I' is all
will lose motion
with emotion
all will cry
nothing to take
all is fake
then why tie
once to die
once to die....
A sublime start with a nice poem, Malkeet. You may like to read my poem, Love And Lust. Thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
An amazing poem is shared.. welcome to Poem Hunter.. ...10
Thanks a tonne! ! ! Dear.