Be , what you are!!!
What was this that you did to me?
Why, why did you steal all my glee?
My favorite childhood hero...where's he?
Who are you that deceives me?
By KK24511 months ago in Poets
There is a lovely lady
Whom I have often seen;
She's fair and bright and beautiful
And she was born a queen.
She looks both mild and gentle
The Clock’s ticking,
Just a few hours left,
Before The Divide,
After the Death of Millions,
Where many ordinary people became murderers,
I write this today, the last day in our courtyard;
I had not measured the yards of sweat and toil spent,
Rather treasured yards of memories created with you.