inspired by John Keats, Ode to a Nightingale.
Day brings memories of you,
Night brings dreams,
I deny what is true,
So relentlessly, it seems,
That every hour of the day,
Shatters my heart when you're away,
As much as I want to reveal,
I hide again, my lips I seal,
But I cannot stand it no more,
I yearn for you from twilight to twilight,
My cry comes from my heart's core,
Oh, chocolate! Life without you isn't right.
1 comment:
I really like the poem. I hadn't read Ode to a Nightingale in years, bu reading your poem made me check it out again.
I think your poem came out great and held its own against the original.
I like your blog btw....
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