There lay a man
Dressed in rags
When the moonlight lit his face
His face became me
Facing him was a Woman
Holding a cat with nine tails
The cat purred
While the woman
Sang a song called pain
The woman lent down
Whispered- be a man
Not a bitch
When a woman offers love
Don't offer her pain
A meaningful poem. Enjoyed reading. Thanks for sharing.10 points.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very well crafted poem Allan.. Thanks for sharing...