This is a response to Edgar Allan Poe’s poetry, “Annabel Lee” – One of my favorite poems albeit tragic. In this case, a lifetime will never be enough to love someone if your life was suddenly curtailed. If I was Annabel Lee, I don’t want the one I love to suffer, I want him to live a life full of bliss. But I can’t deny the fact that I want to be with him.
Don’t mourn for me.
Departed I am now from mortal envy,
Perpetually entombed in a sepulcher by the sea.
My life’s too short to love and be love by thee.
If only I was physically stronger,
The cold wouldn’t have killed me swiftly.
If I were still alive and breathing,
We would have gotten married
And grown old together, thou’st see?
My dear Gent please forgive me.
As I looked at thee from heaven:
I want to wipe the hot tears
That cascaded thy pristine cheeks
And embrace thee
Whilst thou’st lay beside my tomb
Dreaming of me, yearning for me.
But I’m only a specter,
A remnant of an energy;
Thou’st can’t feel me.
Oh how I wish God would let us
Meet in our second lives
For this lifetime isn’t enough for me
To bask in thy divine love,
Does thou agree?