Now is the winter of my heart’s joy
Mad extra by this word smith’s ploy.
And all the past’s love loved,
Is now shattered and false is proved.
I loved Shakespeare’s Hamlet
And my heart yearned for a poet.
So why then, dream dreamless
Before I am lifeless
My house is a true definition
of beauty and brains;
None but the rapid ecstatic words
Where rhymes paint the walls
And synecdoches are the support polls.
I live in an anthology-house,
Full of repetitions and personifications,
After all, I loved a poet.
I Loved A Poet... Part 2
Kirabo Anthony
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 02/01/2023
Poet's note: The person tells her story of how she falls in love with poet. First with Shakespeare’s pieces symbolized by Hamlet and her heart longed to get a poet. She finally gets a poet and she tells us how she lives with her poet, the house turns to be a collection of poetry but she doesn’t regret since it was her wish to get a poet.
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Poem topics: beauty, dream, joy, winter, smith, support, true, live, definition, heart, house, love, I love you, poet, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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