Thanks Giving Poems Poem by me poet yeps poet

I have an arrow
called WILL
more than two birds
at a time it kill
AND
to me returns
as per my Will(DESIRE)
And
so did Alexander know
he had come too far alone
He asked Bucephalus
what to do
the horse neighed and turned about homewards
he needed No order
but flew much faster
and ALEXANDER knew
he had a friend in who
now hope you also knew
in Poet Me...
thank you Sirg

continued

I was feeling like a broken glass
Once the glass has cracked
nothing on Earth nor Heaven
no Powers can help
patch the broken pieces again

So I say to all Amen
make amends
COMPROMISE
AGAIN and again

The miracle of life will ascend
and
broken hearts 'twill mend..

Metaphorical poem....
Come shake hands
with
POET ME