Untitled Poem 12 Poem by Ferdinand L Quintos
Untitled Poem 12
Verse writing sweeps me like storm,
now I have tried many a form,
but in my heart I hear a boom,
tunes of beauty, of mirth, of doom,
that dissipate each tinge of gloom,
to the sound of a distant drum.
da dum da dum da dum da dum.
Saturday, April 19, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: poetry
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