I would like to start out by saying that this epitaph reminds me much of Poe and Shakespeare. I do not know why, but it simply does.
It's true, why bewilder someone with roses or flowers when they're dead if they cannot take them with them, or smell them? Though it's very controversial, it is the thought that counts.
I do not think I have ever seen such a perfect ending in a poem save for a few, which I will not name at this time.
It's true, why bewilder someone with roses or flowers when they're dead if they cannot take them with them, or smell them? Though it's very controversial, it is the thought that counts.
I do not think I have ever seen such a perfect ending in a poem save for a few, which I will not name at this time.
Sometimes, it is better to not analyze poetry.