You asked me how I still stand
When all my pillars are of sand.
You asked why I didn't just end
When all my time was on lend.
You asked me who can inspire here
When smoke and ash is all near
You asked me what have I to gain,
And I showed you a mirror pane.
- Author: Kebiin ( Offline)
- Published: June 2nd, 2017 01:37
- Comment from author about the poem: Short and sweet, I hope you enjoy.
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 32
Comments3
This is beautiful!
Good write.
Thank you
Fantastic poem
Love it...
Well done...
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