A dead poet

১২ ই মার্চ, ২০১৪ সকাল ১১:০২

A dead poet is all that I want to be

The day and night will pass by me

Some mind will seek for me

Some may not just forgive

A dead poet is he who can only live

In his poetry that others do believe.



Since I have long enjoyed an unearned luck

Time has come now to give it back

I just want to be brave this time

A dead poet needs to be buried in a dime.



I have filled everything with nothing

Now I have to tell all about something

A dead poet is that I wanted always to be

May be I never new

May be I will be.



Now when its time to die

Why have I just discovered

That I have never lived

Nor I have ever believed in life.



Poetry is what I actually lived for

Poetry is what I believed in

Poetry is what I am dying for

Poetry is what I have lived within.

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