Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, PRISON-HOUSE OF FLESH, by ANONYMOUS


Poetry Explorer

Classic and Contemporary Poetry

PRISON-HOUSE OF FLESH, by                    
First Line: "our body is our doom, a place of death"
Last Line: The soul escapes to god and reaches heaven
Subject(s): Future Life; Retribution;eternity;after Life


OUR body is our doom, a place of death,
A binding chain that holds us here beneath,
A sickness of the soul, a burden sent
By Fate to be our test and punishment.
But when it leaves the limbs, death's bondage riven
The soul escapes to God and reaches heaven.





Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!


Other Poems of Interest...
Home: PoetryExplorer.net