Exquisite

cyriac maliakkal

An old rich man who
Had shocked me with
His monstrous wealth.
He had completed his
Cruelty.
His white eyes were 
Transfixed into red.
He accused the youngsters.
He bowed his head 
Before only gold.
 
  • Author: cyriac maliakkal (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 22nd, 2023 01:47
  • Category: Unclassified
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