You remember that day, that bright October day
when you my Lord, and my youthful lover argued endlessly
Do you remember that day?
When dawn sung her song of infidelity
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Thanatologic poetry…gloom…mournful ...metaphor galore…separation… Dark tunnel…resting in ‘…arm's of Lord Thanatos ‘O’ gosh! ! Painfully your type Mournfully 10/10 Ms. Nivedita UK
A very good translation, death is definitely final. You have done a marvelous job with this poem. Good Write. Lynn