Jeffrey Febi
Jeffrey Febi Poems
I was lowered into solitary;
Perfumed and robed in fine linen.
What would I do, inside a cage,
When only I, would inhabit?
...
For whom the stars twinkle
emerged in the twilight rush
Some were melody makers;
others gathered to socialise
...
Oh, you that has no wings.
How did you fly to my island?
Floating on deep blue,
Of the vast Pacific Ocean.
...
All moisture evaporated
As a spicy reaction invades his throat
This sting, an odd sensation of bitterness
The discomforting feeling of downing saliva
...
Jeffrey Febi Biography
I am a geologist. I write poems as a hobby.)
The Best Poem Of Jeffrey Febi
I Was Lowered Into Solitary
I was lowered into solitary;
Perfumed and robed in fine linen.
What would I do, inside a cage,
When only I, would inhabit?
In here, darkness is imprissoned,
And silence is without life.
Though a fly, I won’t hear, nor
Bulge out of shape in public;
Still, what would I, perfumed
And robed in fine linen, do?
Perhaps, to decay I'd plead for
More time, that I may in my attire,
Rest well before I yield my identity.
O maggots! Maggots! Must I,
Remind you all to spare my brain.
Even in this dark lonesome,
Beauty, I still want to perceive.
By: Jeffrey Febi 02 Apr 2010
Jeffrey Febi Comments
Jeffrey Febi Popularity
Jeffrey Febi Popularity
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
4/23/2024 2:27:17 PM # 1.0.0.1119
