Premonition

the day I will die, 
my poems will feel liberated 
they will visit my grave 
on every 17th of the year 
not to feel sorry for my demise 
but to shower curses on it, on me. 

the day I will die 
my poems will throw a big bash 
they will create an anthem 
full of metaphors and alliteration 
with words from different languages. 

the day I will die 
my poetry will visit beautiful meadows 
and run freely in open fields 
for that would be the first time 
they will experience life. 

the day I will die, 
will be the rebirth of poems 
they will live 
for so many years coming from my quill 
they have only known pain and death . 

the day I will die 
my poems will talk of 
love, life and hope.

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