Red Wine King
Cordelia is dead
King,this blood is hers
like red wine soothes your
deadly nerves
dad. love is unspoken
the wise king
the wandering madness
in storm, trees crash
hailstorm blasts
your crown
Curse the wind
Curse the wind
mad king
who loves you the best?
the fool? the clown? the filial death?
do you want so say anything
Cordelia, in your favor?
I curse you Cordelia
I curse you winds
I curse you Goneril
I curse you Regan
I curse the world
"Nothing, my Lord"
East Jesus - Poetry Contest
Sponsor Roy Jerden
Poet: Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty
Composed on 4th December,2014
Copyright © Rajat Kanti Chakrabarty | Year Posted 2014
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