No longer can I write abed with ease,
For my bedewed body Writhes in pain
Dire Ailments, why me? can I be plain?
I wilt like a lily rose struck by a disease-
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Good rendition of words. Lovely poem well articulated and nicely penned in good rhyme scheme with conviction. Thanks for sharing Hendry.
body Writhes in pain I wilt like a lily rose struck by a disease- splint on bruises, oh it sprightly sprints- my hope splits and ends up in fiction Read ur poem many times ….. and found these points. Very nice poems conveying a lot…. Thank you dear poet. tony