LAMP of my life, the lips of Death
Hath blown thee out with their sudden breath;
Naught shall revive thy vanished spark . . .
Love, must I dwell in the living dark?
Tree of my life, Death's cruel foot
Hath crushed thee down to thy hidden root;
Nought shall restore thy glory fled . . .
Shall the blossom live when the tree is dead?
Life of my life, Death's bitter sword
Hath severed us like a broken word,
Rent us in twain who are but one . .
Shall the flesh survive when the soul is gone?
Suttee
Sarojini Naidu
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Poem topics: breath, dark, hidden, soul, lamp, broken, bitter, survive, live, restore, sword, spark, revive, love, tree, I love you, death, life, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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