End of the World Poetry

Power I used to think much about deathI'd set accurate datesWhen I'd die, the last wasat the age of twenty-eightNow at thirty-three IWalk in Paris and I see people deadWho think they're alive, and IWalk in Paris from store to store and can'tFind poetry books, they're in the corner where no one canSee, in a city of people deadPeople without poetryI used to think much about deathNow every day keeps me awayI walk from death into liveInto the light and one day I'll see the great lightOn the day people call deathIt will be long ago as alwaysI'll meet you there at seventeenTo tell you there's love, not only despairYou'll meet me there at seventeenTo tell me there's life, not only deathAnd our lives will endlessly changeWhat has passed and what will beIn David's Star will cross will kissWhat has passed will be and isWill untie and will collideSo I tell you that's no lifeThat's not the world cause there's, you seeAbove all this there's something else

• | Author: Mois Benarroch
• | Publisher: Independently Published
• | Publication Date: Jan 02, 2025
• | Number of Pages: 00106 pages
• | Binding: Paperback or Softback
• | ISBN-10: NA
• | ISBN-13: 9798304759960