Funny how copacetic memories are
Thy dreadful breath of threat
But the still peace coincides with war
State the truth, don't fret.
Even you owned the diadem
Dignity is mine, how damn
Elated; veracity's victory irony
Would prevail in time - giddy!
Fighting back, soon
Get those diadem of others, too
One more wrong move, goon
Obnoxiously has a face of two.
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Poems Collection
PoetryA collection of poems made by docilejuvenile. Some were written before while others just popped out from the mind of writer. Just a skosh truth and not! :)
