Layers Poem by Ghost Legend

Layers

Rating: 5.0


Adventure in my hands, strangers feel close,
Those of bribery which never palm, never fold.
A whole world trembles, under the shake;
Innocents become rebels, applauding
Crowd-surfing will, boardwalk blessings
Born allergic to the ocean—yet something
Lurks, past my reach, tall and mighty.

Saturday, September 17, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: adventure,crowd,hands,nature,stranger
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kumarmani Mahakul 17 September 2016

Adventure poem is always amazing. Very wisely drafted and shared really.10

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