Purple Dove!
On blank sheet of paper
She saw a blood stain
Your next-door neighbor
Has hammered my brain
The crocks of my skull
For the vultures to chew
And on the blood stain
A drop of morning dew
Is morphing a shape
That haggles for pain
Showing a cold grape
And the rusty chain
For I am insane -
And know no love
So lingers on the pain
Without a purple dove!
Saif U'Lah - 08 October, 2007
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well I don't know anything about poems so cannot comment but as I read I found it shrill.
So perfect the dew drops are there and so the gore is,so damn sticky.
Great!
Thank You!
I too am quite ignorant about them.
What
more-can-I-say!