With fate you still hope to trade;
Passage of time should make you afraid.
You said no color comes after black,
I said my black hair to white degrade.
With fate you still hope to trade;
Passage of time should make you afraid.
You said no color comes after black,
I said my black hair to white degrade.
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Translation © Shahriar Shahriari, 1999 - 2003, Los Angeles, CA
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Wow the ending was so , shall I say wow!! It answered what some feel is an ending but explain how black (life) can degrade or even perhaps upgrade.
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oooooooh. this is lovely! i hadn't thought i'd encounter such a fantastic message in so few lines! white after dark. it so aptly expresses two different views of the afterlife. on one hand, we dissipate into something MORE than we were before on some other plane, in some other form. on the other, there is nothing but a vapid abyss.
i really enjoyed this.
old poetry is so wonderful!
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