i have walked the edge of the abyss and i have seen
the way all our lifes shall end
your poet eliet had it wrong
there will be no bang
only a wimper
the place you stand now will be your tomb
let us fight all we want
we stand no chance
aginst the comming fire
for the sufice of are world shal burn to glass
so live life whil you can or have regrets when cassed into the shadow
lovely..in a morbid sense...that i like! ! ! make you want to read it twice! ! keep writing! !
please finish it. thus far it is going great
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
hmmm..... really interesting... i do admit, i enjoyed it more the second time... keep it up.