It twinkle as it shines,
It reflect as it flashes
Guiding the wise from
the east to the manger
There, lies a tiny king
in His Kingly throne
The pyramid throne,
restless and sleepless
Who could he be?
Endless slaining innocent,
nibblers blood flows
man's desperation and
heartlessness ...
A king is born
@ Larry T. 24/24²⁵
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Author:
Timothy Hilary Musa (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 3rd, 2025 00:32
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Comments2
This poem does sparkle with the feel of Christmas and so early in the year too. Very nicely written with such an enchanted and enchanted feel. Well done
Is it that time of year already, a touch of Christmas, enjoyed the read
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