Lay me anywhere you like
For bottles sans wine don't amuse,
Say, let me sleep in dark night,
Imagery lost: poetry recluse.
Cry you aloud, my ears refuse.
They curs'd, howl'd brought a dark night
For words my own were lost in muse,
Dead poet now is shown the light,
Imagery lost: poetry recluse.
Cry you aloud, my ears refuse.
By Rajasir 4th August 2008
For bottles sans wine don't amuse,
Say, let me sleep in dark night,
Imagery lost: poetry recluse.
Cry you aloud, my ears refuse.
They curs'd, howl'd brought a dark night
For words my own were lost in muse,
Dead poet now is shown the light,
Imagery lost: poetry recluse.
Cry you aloud, my ears refuse.
By Rajasir 4th August 2008
1 comments:
Starkingly effective. Wonderful lines.
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