Self written poem please!!
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A poem
Often have I a question
Will you remember me
When you become rich
Often be I puzzled
Will you recognise me
When you become niche
Often do I think of you
Will you think of me
Or will I be someone new
Often pretty obnoxious
Far so the love liveth
Still am I so parsimonious
Little me of heart grieveth
Chicken Kites Trains:
Empty steps, walking about
Sinking ships, can never be found
Death like stare, into the eyes of the world
Misery untold, yet to be unravelled
Fortune of a jester, joy of a king
Burden of a woman, minister's ring
Halt, for time is running fast
Squeezed in a moment as tight as the hand
A hand that long defined wrath
White knuckles, drained of strength
Multiple choices, all wrong
Burdened by a sorrow long gone
Feet are buried in sand, blistering hot
Head's in the clouds, above the plot
A spirit lingers, sways from one point to another
A warm and sunny mist blows stranger/norther