The Unsound Chamber Poem by Lariel Morihsta

The Unsound Chamber

Rating: 5.0


Eleanor oh my Eleanor,
What brings you to my bed room door?
Did you miss me?
Do you need me?

What shall I do to bring you from that door?
A bundle of roses in my hand
A refined wine on the stand
If ever to judge me thee,
Then bring your ornaments to my need

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mohammad Akmal Nazir 07 July 2011

Great poem written well with nice texture and imagery. I really liked and rated it 10. Thanks for sharing..... Kindly read and rate my poem 'Abortion' on page 4.

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