

T’was a cold cold day
Of the demon’s gloomy foray
Out of hiding yet again..he bites
As I cried out in vain
He laughed at my pain
The wail – sweet –
simply got lost
to a windy day
copyright*budhaaah*
I am - and - I was/ I feel - and yet - I lost/ I am - in deep/ and yet I float/ In debt and yet/ - I hope..
I have always worried about bees and now I have to watch out for demons in the wind. Thanks for the warning.
ReplyDeletewhat bit you?
ReplyDeleteTake heart, out there somewhere some lucky bastard is having a coronary!
ReplyDeletedo mosquitos follow you like they do me? I am a mosquito queen, they all want me
ReplyDeleteinspiring poem.
ReplyDeleteplease join our poetry potluck this Monday, have fun!
awards/treats 4 u