Question

write about the poem about a dark night and human minds

Answer 1

I LOVE the night coz its cold and dark
there's no truth to see
and falsehood grabs my heart
I hold a face of stern air and a wicked smirk
But my heart's afresh with the truth that's dark


I love the fire crackling in the hearth
I love the song of that one bird
That cold stark air summons me up
I see a thousand eyes lingering on me in the dark.

There's much happiness around
coz it's cold and dark
there's not much to see
except for what you want...

I LOVE the dark stains on the dried mud
I LOVE the smell of fresh blood
I see a thousand eyes lingering on me
But with my wicked vision, their souls I see.

I know no one's GOOD...all around is BAD
their hearts are thirsty and they're mad...
I hear a thousand cries by
I hear the song that lingers by
The last lark that sings its heart
And tunes pictures of the pains of birth...

IT'S GOOD TO BE DEAD
OR IT'S GOOD TO BE NOT BORN
THE DARKNESS IS ENCHANTING
IT SPEAKS OF THE FALSEHOOD OF THE MORN...
BY RUPSHA AKA PEETAKATNISS4EVER