Poem: Want (A Riddle) 28May 201927 May 2019Add a comment Please read: Want Excerpt: But Death, in blackened cowl then spoke: This time I’ll let thee fly and live, yet only with this dreaded yoke; from hunger saved this deal I’ll give: [continue] Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Like Loading... Related