Let the world be as it may.
It turns the same day after day.
There is little that snot been told,
Yet there’s many things to behold!
My longing soul bears to be free
soar to a different reality.
Threes not a tail under sold,
Yet there’s many things to behold!
More than making love in the night.
More than walking in rains wet spite.
More that silver or lustrous gold
Yet there’s many things to behold!
Men in deep desperation find
there is no way to ease the mind.
It vexes hot and vexes cold.
Yet there’s are many thing to behold!
This I know I can always sing
There is no end to discovering
When were done God breaks the mold.
Yet there’s so many things to behold!
In a list
A contest entry
- Rhyme Time by Poetess12.
1200 points, ended June 23, 21 entries
Honorable winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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I like this poem. The rhyme is good. The title fits it good. The first stanza stands out to me the most,
"Let the world be as it may
it turns the same day after day
There is little that's not been told,
yet there's many things to behold!"
You did a good job on your poem.
Thanks for your entry.
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