Poem -
the poets muse
She was a poet
I was her muse
she chained me
with words.
that saddened
the blues
She painted pictures
in poem's of blue skies
she drowned me in sonnets
that drew out my sighs
She composed
verses of sorrow
that made my heart cry
And poems of darkness
where everything dies..
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Lovely and elegant, my applause, my vote
Regards & Love
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI