My precious jewels,
That I carried from the start
Parading my soul—
Glistened from the moonlight.
A beam of its glow,
The fragments of light
Where riches are honed,
And the nothing turned might.
For I'm in for a keep,
From the longest time
Now I'm here— still clutching,
The jewels time to time.
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Ups and Downs: Short Poems ✔
PoetryBook 1 of the "Short Poems" series. This book contains all the poems that I wrote over the past years. (100 SHORT POEMS AVAILABLE) (BEST IN BLACK BACKGROUND) (COMPLETED) - - - Copyright © 2019 by Pawerr14 All Rights Reserved
