Nero CaroZiv

When I Go - Poem by Nero CaroZiv

When my bells toll a melancholy saddening sound
Calling the people to lend my final end their honest prayers
In some gloominess, more dreadful condolence and chilling cares
More hearking to the sermon's horrid round

Surely the mind of every man in the mourning throng is closely bound
In some black spell; seeing that each other tears
Are shaded in self lament too, and gnawing fears
Sending a man to the grave is not a sight of glory crowned

When the bells drum my time; I should feel a damp
The same chill I felt when passing by a grave yard; did not I know
That all creatures are dying like an out burnt lamp
That all are now praying; sighing, wailing knowing their time to go
Into oblivion will come; and by their tombs fresh flowers will scent and will grow
For most humans without the glories of immortal lasting stamp

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  • Vipins Puthooran (12/31/2011 4:31:00 AM)

    Wow, 'tis an excellent poem! ! Top marks! ! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, December 31, 2011

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