Decline already -
But that was quick...
Hardly a trace of rising -
I have grown above the whole world.
I have become the complete God
And horribly awake.
And now I must cast away death.
My death is mute
And without images...
Without redemption -
Invasion
Alfred Lichtenstein
(1)
Poem topics: away, god, world, complete, death, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
Submit Spanish Translation
Submit German Translation
Submit French Translation
Write your comment about Invasion poem by Alfred Lichtenstein
Best Poems of Alfred Lichtenstein