WORDS OF A DYING POET_ Membis Godwin
I have traveled to all edges
I know the worlds entrance and exit
Where seas flow from and to
The real colour of the Ancient Rainbow
I hear the words of all creatures
And knows when a flower smiles
My black hairs have grown bard
It have with wisdom been painted
But, now am dying gently
My rear knowledge shutting calmly
All I've acquired will recieve shelter
By gasket,decay and grow a diamond flower
I wish I could be buried naked
My flesh aside my knowledge
Oct 1, 2016
Oct 1, 2016 at 6:27 AM UTC
WORDS OF A DYING POET_ Membis Godwin
I have traveled to all edges
I know the worlds entrance and exit
Where seas flow from and to
The real colour of the Ancient Rainbow
I hear the words of all creatures
And knows when a flower smiles
My black hairs have grown bard
It have with wisdom been painted
But, now am dying gently
My rear knowledge shutting calmly
All I've acquired will recieve shelter
By gasket,decay and grow a diamond flower
I wish I could be buried naked
My flesh aside my knowledge
