The file of life
Will one day luff.
The luve of love
Will one day lave.
The strain of sprain
Will one day drain.
The pulse of pleasure
Will one day plessor.
Every stippled steeple
Will one day stumble.
Every creed of greed
Will one day cry.
And the mines of mine
Minarets, shall ever be.
The reliance of reality!
The good too greeds.
Yes, friend,
A deviation from my usual style.
How do you feel?
You got it?
And here I tag
PeculiarPat34
A great poet, whose poems, I would say, are Minarets of Magnificence.
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A/N ; 7 Apr 2017
Still working on a new poem 'Slowly, yet Suddenly' ... Shall publish it soon😍
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(Matter I wrote very many days back to April 7,2017; no current relevance)
Many expressed that my last published poem, Laborer of Heart, was great and they loved it. As a part of gratitude, a new poem similar to that is in my craftshop. A poem so dark. Where there is a doctor, life and death, like the former. Avoiding spoilers ☺
(And, the poem was Momma... and Gud Afternun Dokter)
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Readers,
A new horror book of nano spookies by me is also in my craftshop.
But, still searching for the title. Try helping ☺
(The book is now published and titled AMAVASYA)
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