bleu in words Poet Rhyme

sweet liquid

I feel this wave of rage
why put yourself inside that cage
turing you in sweet liquid
bottled perfume with you in it

they sell you for a lesser price
cross the counter to lesser wives
even when they smell like you 
there better lies will shine through

and I’m left in this room
with an empty bottle of perfume
still your stuck in my nose
in my mind and in my clothes

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Danny Derden September 25, 2025 at 7:00 PM The metaphor in your poem is brilliant. You've created a powerful and poignant image of a person being bottled up and sold, and the feeling of being haunted by their presence. It's a truly unique take on loss. bleu in words October 2, 2025 at 2:22 PM thank you very much! my teacher will be pleased