death overcomes

I tarry hither betwixt a horrible pain, and hateful death

Henceforth I tarry in the midst of mere that’s so cold

The days I beseech of a God to hold my final last breath

My heart prays for a daughtless love I wit to hold

 

I tarry on the outside and trow wherefore I’m here

A sin I had wrought, for I don’t get naught at all

I bleed whence I tarry a love to be near

From every little moment I sit in pain as tears fall

 

I mark what thee sing of a broken soul

I get stuck in the midst of a lost love

What was fain beautiful eke, for now don’t glow

For every soul lost onuppan canst never be prove

 

Wherefore dost I tarry for a savior to bring one more day?

I wit a smile like mine won’t dearth to stay

Reviews

[deaths calling]

i like the way you use death in this poem

[Janice Fronek(red.panda)]

thanks