Be My First Quatrain Poem by Abdul Wahab
Be My First Quatrain
Come on and grab my hand
Be the first quatrain of my poem
You just start with a simile
I shall finish with a metaphor
Come on and lay down like lines
Without any comma, dot or semi-colon
I shall blow like a gust of wind
You just need to sing with perfect rhythm
Come on and burn me out
With all the fired up emotions
I shall sweep like a downy flake
You just need to bind them in new, new epithets
you are calling upon your muse Erato come and help please. come on and burn me out with all the fired up emotions I shall weep like a fairy flake. good read as always,
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5/2/2024 11:45:41 AM # 1.0.0.1119
The poem comes like a train. Beautiful.