Edgar Allen Poe Poem by HAR srishty
Edgar Allen Poe
I have been suffering from poe- phobia since My boy- hood His terrible creation transports me to devilish Hell His black cat's fearful bleeding eyes cying for revenge penetrates
My heart & soul Make me feel the live death The out come of Materealism, the mod Generation, indiffret 2 U over busy With browsing web Searching love on internet. Missing true thrill &terror,
Poe, Dear Poe,
I remember U never But always keep you In my broken heart for ever and ever. 22jan2014
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4/24/2024 2:10:48 AM # 1.0.0.1119
good writing, keeping the poet like Poe in heart. thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.