blond lee


Misery - Poem by blond lee

I ruined the flower of my unhappy soul
And sadly wailed in a belowground hole.
Owl's hoots foretold the breakdown of my heart
That only your sweet-toned lyre can console.

Topic(s) of this poem: misery

Form: Quatrain


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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 8, 2016



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