Mr. Miserable Poem by Azer Reza
Mr. Miserable
Mr. Miserable,
Sat on a table
And read aloud
To the booing crowd,
Two Old Women's fable.
The crowd turned quiet
For Mr. Miserable was right.
What he thought
Was hid in a knot,
The crowd slept, he took to flight!
For Mr. Miserable was right. What he thought Was hid in a knot, The crowd slept, he took to flight! Wonderful imagery, Azer. Thanks for sharing. Peace
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4/26/2024 11:30:48 PM # 1.0.0.1119
A lovely piece of abstract poetry that leaves the reader to ponder on the ponderable. A good poem, well articulated and nicely penned. Thanks for sharing. Please read my poem MANDELA - THE IMMORTAL ICON.
thanks Chinedu Dike, for appreciating the poem.