Some Cold Hearts Poem by AUTHOR KELLY JUUZ

Some cold hearts







Who is the bridge?
That jealous our partnership
Without mutual love,
Our togetherness,we infringe.

Who is the bridge?
In disguise or real to be...
Let us die poor or live rich;
A choice must come to be.

Who is the bridge?
Against our altar dance
What pure heart has he...
Perhaps, poison could be best in porridge.

Who is the bridge?
Who wouldn't walk off our path,
Tomorrow's anger could be chaotic
Survival to grave is the new chart.




©Author Kelly JUUZ
(A salient Prolific Author...)
13/06/2018
12: 06PM