The raven comes rapping Tapping at my door I sit waiting, For my sweet Lenore The walls start to sweat The raven keeps rapping I get my gun To shut out the tapping “Let me in” He yells. I take another sip The gun by my lap And the raven repeats. Why are you here! I yell to him He keeps tapping I won’t let you in! You’re driving me mad! He keeps rapping I get my gun And he starts laughing “Where is your Lenore?” Do not speak her name! I steady my gun Ready to aim I take the shot The blood starts to pour Not from the raven, but from my head to the floor.
Wow! A brillant tribute to Poe! I really like the ending. The rhyme scheme is great too. This was a well written work and I applaud you! Peace and love
