Every night he knocks at her door <br />Calls I’m hollow without it <br />Give me back want nothing more <br />The love I left at your feet. <br /> <br />Beside her is heard the snore <br />From her man in slumber’s bliss <br />The lover’s plea to settle the score <br />Doesn’t break his dreamful peace! <br /> <br />Give me my love the lover howls <br />Bereft it I’m dead <br />Echo him the barnyard’s owls <br />Heart dies when not love fed. <br /> <br />I’ll not come back once <br />Am ready for an honest pact <br />Open the door give me a chance <br />Return my love intact. <br /> <br />She alone hears her lover past <br />Sinks in her bed in fright <br />The jilted lover in lost love’s lust <br />Comes back on her door each night!<br /><br />Pradip Chattopadhyay<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-ghost-of-the-jilted-lover/
