..My Muse Poem by wardha jawdat

i want to court 'discontent'
for a while longer yet
i want to cavort with words
utter some more sonnets to rivet
come Discontent plague my soul
for thou art my MUSE,
my nemesis, my ever oozing wound...
i need for the blue ink to flow
for my ache to blossom and grow
into poems, into verse, into song
come Muse, Pain, Plague
come play with my sanity some more
i am not ready to resign my pen
i wish to play Devil some more......