The man named Ben from London's Eye
met Klaus from Berlin's wall.
Their meeting did havoc the 2 great
rivers and cities of all.
Hence, they looked upon each other,
the cities' hearts shook in fire.
Their handshake smelt of ash-
their seating made them into ashlike satire.
Yet they were men, quite ordinarily odd,
but at the end of their satanic, tranquil encounter
their smiles of peace were futile-
they had, for return, no home or grave.
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Author:
PennedAI (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 7th, 2025 07:54
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Comments3
Metaphor or literal it has great rhythm and rhyme and the meaning speaks to the heart for peace
An interesting write that makes you think a bit, nicely crafted
BRAVO
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