Forbidden blooming hits no more,
Tunnel of last Flight pulls thee in,
Thou were warrior ov futile war,
Now repent for every single sin.
Noone to send thee off in feret'ry,
Barking ravens are thy only mourners,
Thou art ready for lands ov fantasy.
Bells are saying prayer at the coffin,
Grey sky is greedy for sunny beams.
Neighborhood cat has lapped thy cup ov coffee,
Wind dances in thy house and dreams...
Thou never knew any love, and never will know,
Life was too stone, and now Thou have to go.
Death Rose Sonnet
© Copyright: Дитрих Даркер, 2026
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