I Got Killed!

I got killed

In soothe of life

In soothe of almighty

Does it wearies me?

I guess the want wit self cares no more

Yes it's ado to know myself

As the mind is tossing between the shores of life and death

The argosies are portly alive

The thoughts being the ever staying burghers of life

The wisdom overpeers and bows but not in reverence

Cause the ventures were a failure in itself

And the better part of affections

Are breathing their last attempt

Vailing the huffing and puffing

Utters thy last sentence

Fie fie you didn't even try

The last drop of adieu flew in distress as

I got killed by myself