Slumber the elusive enticer
Beckons me like a bottle of wine
When towards it i wander
Escapes me more times than nine
In the subtle night i ponder
About matters gory and divine
Letting every feeble thought wander
Into the densest crevice and ravine
Wrought with the melody of glee
Of past laurels and memory
Entwined with grief and melancholy
Turning into a potpourri!
Emotions find a convenient vent
Bringing to surface the severest dent
From loss of love and pride so hurt
The tears flow freely, almost spurt
Slumber ye elusive enticer
Engulf me within your steadfast grasp
Lest i give in to the darkness
And in eternal anguish bask.
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ReplyDeletereally awesome.... vicky
ReplyDeleteNiceeeeeeee!! :)
ReplyDeleteCheer Up Gal! write more happy stuffy!
hey calvin, thanks, i write what flows, i'm not in an unhappy mood, it's just that my writing is that way, who's calvin by the way?
ReplyDeleteLove it ! SLUMBER :)
ReplyDeleteNot enough people rhyme anymore. Bravo!
ReplyDeletethanks Gerry , i guess rhyming shouldn't be the only criteria of judgement
ReplyDeleteVery imaginative ... scary sleep, the troubled doze.
ReplyDeleteExcellent ... and yes there are even rhymes, wow.