Tuesday, May 26, 2009
To Death…!
Give me a reason to smile
When all of them are gone
And only the sorrows pile
And no pleasure is sown.
When eyes with tears fill
Pain made the heart swell,
We’ve bought a lot but still
More it is keen to sell.
Death comes when least expected
And not when you ask for it,
To what a misery am I subjected?
Ah! Could my throat be slit.
O’ Come on with thine fatal sting
Come down & take me on,
Let me see what taste you bring
Give it a final moan.
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