You click your fingers
To your beck and call
When you do as you please
You stand so tall.
The pride you envelope
Your heart's a rock
Artistry you develope
For your sins to block
Your power to call
The friends of your kind
When pride makes you fall
No friends you find.
YOU ARE READING
The Feel Of Poetry #Wattys2017
Poetry#28 in poetry. I love reading poetry just as I enjoy writing poems. It was always my desire to write poetry but just didn't get down to it. Now that I have a bit of time on hand I have decided to compile a book of all my poems. HOPE YOU ENJOY !!!
