I had my fair share
You also had the spare
But what we share
Was not to be weird
I'm not shaked
By such threatening
Albeit only awaked
No more is niceties a happening
It's an encouragement
Talking of procedurement
All attest to it
And i must be by it
A lesson is meant to be learnt
Only an obstinate refut to learn
Learnt have i a lesson
And you-a lesson
If and when we would decide to read poetry or a piece of discerning article a day, our world is, then headed for a change. No magic potion whatsoever: if there were, politicians would have used it a long time ago. Our mind is all that we have; the only exception to tricks of all corners and angles. Enjoy the luxury and peace of poetry...
1 comment:
I prefer poetry to rhyme, but at least you have made an effort to use the English language expressively. But you should use the dictionary I gave you. OK, that was unkind, it is the content that is important, not the spelling.
Regards
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