When the white flame in us is gone,
And we that lost the world's delight,
Stiffen in darkness, left alone
To crumble in our seperate night......
Nor ever rest, nor ever lie,
Till, beyond thinking , out of view,
One atom of all dust that's I,
shall meet one atom that was you.......
Not dead, not un desierous yet,
Still sentient, still unsatisfied,
We'll ride the air, and shine, and flit,
around the places where we died......
And we that lost the world's delight,
Stiffen in darkness, left alone
To crumble in our seperate night......
Nor ever rest, nor ever lie,
Till, beyond thinking , out of view,
One atom of all dust that's I,
shall meet one atom that was you.......
Not dead, not un desierous yet,
Still sentient, still unsatisfied,
We'll ride the air, and shine, and flit,
around the places where we died......
When your swift hair is quiet in death,
And through the lips corruption thrust
Has stilled the labour of my breath -
When we are dust . when we are dust......
1 comment:
hey the poem sounds interstin...a gr8 thought...a kind of differnt frm rest...keep it up...its really good...well done buddy..
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