Fell To Your Spell Poem by Sumaila Mohammed Rashad

Fell To Your Spell

Rating: 4.3


When first you saw I,
Little did I

Expect to get hooked
To the symphony you cooked.

But you gave me
A kiss from your sun
That rises from the north

That licked dry
The pond of my froth,

And sunk the southern stars
To bury all my scars.

Belle; my white dove,
Be will you my winter stove?

Tell me O my cuckoo
Are you the heaven citizen
That is sent to quench

The in me flame
That refuses to squelch?

Give me then a quill, miles of your wing
And I'll draw your smiles.

A day as minion in your dominion,
Is strength enough for me to kill all ill
Even with no pill.

My Koel, my Rottweiler!
When you hear the sirens sing,
Your antidotes bring

And life me quickly
- a spell poisoned soul-

For alone you
Know the depth

Of the well of the spell
Which I fell.
Submitted by: Sumaila Mohammed Rashad

Monday, April 3, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: love
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Edward Kofi Louis 30 April 2017

To get hooked! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Bernard F. Asuncion 30 April 2017

A kiss from your sun...... congrats on being chosen...10...

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Christina Simmons 30 April 2017

I LOVED READING THIS POEM: SO WISELY WRITTEN. I congratulate you for penning together such a memorable poem.

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Lantz Pierre 30 April 2017

Can someone explain to me what is meant or referred to in this poem by: That licked dry The pond of my froth, I'm unsure if I should be sexually aroused by it or viscerally disgusted. As it is, I'm mildly amused by it.

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Akhtar Jawad 30 April 2017

The beauty of first arrow from Cupid nicely painted. Congrats for writing this poem that has been rightly selected as members pom of the day.

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Tom Allport 30 April 2017

a poem of feeling much love for someone that was totally unexpected? ..............well written.

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Bharati Nayak 30 April 2017

Give me then a quill, miles of your wing And I'll draw your smiles. A day as minion in your dominion, Is strength enough for me to kill all ill Even with no pill. - - - - - - - - - - - - Power of love- - - A poem which leaves you spell bound.

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