Two lovers
Sitting at a kingdoms ball
They gaze into each other
A false pride bends them all
The kings people but fools
The queens men but beggars
They sit on a throne
Drinking the false wine of bootleggers
My queen they call
At the turn of a hat
The two lovers never thinking
That that can go back
Gaze into my eyes
my queen
My king
See the way the humming bird
Refuses to sing
A kingdom is weeping
And Who do you call?
The world death reaper
Hell end it all
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Forever Wishing
PoetryA collection of poetry, usually written when I can't describe what is in my head. My poetry is for me and helps clear things up a bit. I sincerely hope it sparks something in reading it, it does in me writing it. Enjoy Forever Wishing. My mind, poe...
