Untitled Poem by Calvin Boynton

Untitled



Death smiled at me and pointed the way.
He said my life was just an act a show a charade.
Then he show me two doors one said chaos and other one said dismay.
I choose dismay so my disillusion of my life would be displayed.
The man with the hour glass stood at the door and said,
Surely you must of known if there is a beginning then there must be an end.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success