Help Me Sir

Come along Milton with Wordsworth.
Incorporate me with thy abundant words.
The twentysix letters attracted me in truth
Cool like a pool with irresistible bliss.
Wanting to reach the summit like thee,
Waiting for thee to gift me with thy
Scholarliness of English in a spree.
Word power be enlightened, I vow.
Please come along Milton with Wordsworth.
Confusing, where to put'to'or'for'or'with
'The twentysix letters permuted in dense
Combination make me badly tense.
Swear by thy pristine knowledge
To mould me into thy design
To breath in thy zeal.A poetic bondage.
Thus spake, a desciple of thy design.
Pardon me, canst not write high.
So thee shouldst feel my cry.
Please come along Milton with Wordsworth!

poem by Indira Renganathan
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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