The Mirrors Poem by AUTHOR KELLY JUUZ

The Mirrors






I love it much to sing
Melody songs to the moon
At each dark graves
Where sounds are muffled
Trying to find the right words
Could cost me tones of breath
Many do survive it,many astray!
I often have been cruel
Just close to where Mama sells fuel
Too many words gone missing
In my ink, paper and shelves
Yet, killed are many haters
Someway, I have lost good notes
Someway, a diverse message is aired.





©Author Kelly JUUZ
(A salient Prolific Author...)
13/06/2018
13: 16PM