I stopped for death
When she could not come to me
Begging she pronounce my name
Squeeze and ravage my entire home
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Thanks a lot dear Merry for your wonderful comment I appreciate
I do crawl the deserted path Where I always see death On Red sleeve Roaming the street like god Seeking for whom to devour.. great imagination my dear poet. thank you. tony
Thanks immensely dear Tony for your great support and comments I am delighted
I felt the plight of the poet,the miseries he went through thinking the best is the end of life
EJO hardly fails when it comes to writing good poems, he comes clean with this. I love it.
Great form of lyric poetry full of emotions and tragedies about the poet’s difficult moment
Such a brilliant poem! Powerfully woven....5 stars