A Poetaster's Poems

Wardrobe

Hey there, Wardrobe,
Give me your only dark robe,
I wish to see you in colors,
Of origins from various world flavors,

You were my favorite hide spot,
Which I fancied a lot,
You kept me warm and cosy,
When my loved ones were tired and busy

An escape was what I seeked for,
But you gave me that and much more,
You kept me save from tragic,
Yet I still hoped for some magic,

For a moment I wished to be Lucy,
For you to pull me into a world of fantasy,
I waited for you to open a secret portal,
Where I could roam and be a wandering mortal

Though it all seemed like pure imagination,
I wish you bring me to a farway destination,
But for now just give me a robe,
And promise I won't probe,

For, you are my precious Wardrobe....