My first poem is from Benjamin Franklin its called death is a fisherman I chose this poem because it has a very interesting name and its by Benjamin Franklin and I forgot he wrote poems so it interested me here is the poem.
Death is a fisherman, the world we see
His fish-pond is, and we the fishes be;
His net some general sickness; howe'er he
Is not so kind as other fishers be;
For if they take one of the smaller fry,
They throw him in again, he shall not die:
But death is sure to kill all he can get,
And all is fish with him that comes to net.
My next poem is by Robert Frost its called fire and ice I chose this because with a name like fire and ice how could I resist here is the poem.
Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I've tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.
My third and final poem isn't really made by one person but its by no reason to care the poem is called Why Why Why? here is the poem.
leave me be
you don't want me
leave my soul
so I can heal
leave my mind
so I can deal
leave my life
and hope for love
you leave me now
and I ask how
how you can leave
without saying goodbye
but my heart just asks
why, why, why