Love's mercy knows,
I find no pleasure in darkness.
As it's for all sights to seek for light.
However, Brain's flexibility
Hath gave me darkeness' ability.
My hands scroll phobia for mankind;
What's true though buried in his mind
My thirst quenches on his icy tale
Which is not a price for sale.
Love's mercy knows
I find no joy in lifelessness
As it's for all lives to want light.
However, Brain's curiosity
Hath rendered the death tales.
Letter From The Death Poet.
Kirabo Anthony
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 05/13/2024
Poet's note: The persona tells his unpleasantness in writing about death saying that his mind prompts him.
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Poem topics: death, joy, pleasure, mind, curiosity, true, scroll, light, mercy, brain, love, I love you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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