On Bed Of Straw Poem by Flower Prince

On Bed Of Straw

Rating: 5.0

Oh queen, I see your face
on bed of straw behind home,
I have remembered the last night,
Our moment of entrancement,
Now it is raining
and no warmness is felt in straw.

Saturday, December 22, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: love,humor
M Asim Nehal 26 February 2019

A beautiful poem and humorous too, Liked it.10++++

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Sylvia Frances Chan 05 February 2019

A hilarious poem, so well written. Very humorous, Flower Prince! Nice to read. A 10 and myriad of 10's

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Bernard F. Asuncion 23 December 2018

a lovely fun poem...........10+++++++

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Mahtab Bangalee 22 December 2018

beautiful writing on humorous love /// this is moon-lit fireflies are flying sheep are bleating far owl, silently, is observing the bed of straw not bad flower garden spreads its fragrance this is better for us O' Queen come and sit on the bed of straw oh; ho, ho naughty raining (but not from the sky) wet the bed! ! !

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Muzahidul Reza 22 December 2018

On Bed Of Starw, Hello, poet, please, set title correct, Good poems you have written, thanks for sharing the poems here in PoemHunter

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