Glass Maiden Poem by william Megabit
Glass Maiden
Rating: ★5.0
I sing of a maiden,
Beneath the hold of glass
Grace adorned precious,
In traces with cherries,
Frail I became,
Under her mercy,
when I fell,
In my trance I asked her,
Indeed, out for an amble.
Would you be there if you could?
She sleeps,
In a glass.
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
when a dreamer meets his dream, at that moment it makes no difference whether he was sleeping or awake. reality is relative when it comes to the affairs of the heart. each and every man is entitled to have his own sleeping beauty or for that matter Cinderella.
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5/4/2024 1:02:28 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Such a nice poem, W. Megabit. Read my poem, Love and L u s t. Thanks.