"A Tale"
There was a story, I once told.
'bout a man, who greedily seeks for gold.
He's a bit ignorant and bold.
As he unraveled through mysteries he unfold.
With treasures cursed, he never knew too well.
To the darkness he was struck and befell.
His soul sank through the endless pits of hell.
His greediness anyone could easily foretell.
A tale of a greedy man, I tell.
October 20, 2019. 6:20 A.M.
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Amateur Works
PoetryThese works are purely made from an amateur and aspiring poet. These were made straight from ideas and thoughts which are assembled into a fresh poem. I am clearly open to any critiques that can possibly make my works improve.
