Stranja Depoet Poet Elegy

Death

Death,  You that made my brother put his hands
 on his bosom
What have we done to pay your ransom

You filled my soul with emptiness
And subverted my happiness

I never thought, and had no believe
That you'll fill my heart with such grief

Gerold, he that ruled spears
Is now struck down by fear

 Death,You that set my innocent family mourning 
  I will hate you every morning,
 
 While I still have breath
And you, I will never forget.

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Arturo Michael January 21, 2018 at 11:25 AM Death has a part to play in life...but he's not the star...All the best Gerold Stranja Depoet January 21, 2018 at 1:08 PM Please check out dreamer, Black is beauty and unity. Stranja Depoet January 21, 2018 at 1:05 PM Thanks a lot I really appreciate this. Let's keep in touch ok?

Lunita Blanca January 21, 2018 at 10:35 AM Death's only power is that which we give it. Stranja Depoet January 22, 2018 at 11:19 AM Yh sure . Thanks a lot. But Please check out other poems. DREAMER, BLACK IS BEAUTY, UNITY, CHRISTMAS and GIVE IT A TRY. And guide me if need be because I'm young and new. I really will appreciate your help. My email: [email protected].