Ode To William Blake Poem by roman radman

Ode To William Blake



Do to the lyrics
And the age of fear

Come the light
And a sorts of tear

The light
The blinding bliss

The one that makes days feel
Of a burning kiss

Heart of the bad
Dreams in thy head

Nights of illusions
Mornings of confusion

Sleep my darling
Weep ever so startling

Full thus hair with grief
Remember the names
The tame is near

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