Lihim
Be unbounded by the ways of the world.
Ignorance claims the dogma of men
To qualify as the sheer pith of truth.
My thirst will then be quenched, recompensed
If I drink new seas. Aged by decades through,
Impossible barely built its name, so
I, enough, am bold to say, “I have lived.”
Things I might gain, I am proud to give
Then I would count it as priceless
My own blood could not suffice
Even all humanity’s sacrifice;
Diamonds, gold, even the ultimate price
The rarest of them all
Of which all pirates despised.
Although this poem may be derived
From Poe’s letter to his valentine,
Hope you’ll find the key to every line
As you can see, this poem is truly mine.
Copyright © L.C. Jarrette | Year Posted 2017
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