Break, break and let me break myself
From this cycle of ages and night
Let me trade with the dust of eternal time
These sparks and hours of glory;
Break, break and let me break myself
From these chains of heart and reason
Let them melt in the fire of darkness and death
These dreams and sorrows of life;
Break, break and let me break myself
From the pain of life and death
Let me dip in the stream of salvation
The garb of life of this walking soul;
Break, break and let me break
These tools of mindless fancy
Let me trade with drops of wisdom
These words of verse for fame;
Break, break and let me break
From the clutches of anguish this red badge
Let me leave this blind pursuit of glory and fame
For one valiant death in a worthless war.
Abhay Vignesh Liginlal
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-bleeding-soul-on-a-looking-glass/
