Theme: Life

Run Without A Hill

Waste not another start,
neither wish upon a star,
don't look,
close your eyes,
for then it will strike.

White in light,
a blazing rest,
for sour lovers,
doesn't exist.

Your kind, is riding far,
you'll meet, sounding harp,
and after words,
asking will leave.


More By  :  Kenaz Chand

Views: 1421     Comments: 4

Comments on this Poem

Comment Beautifully written

02-Jul-2023 10:28 AM

Comment Very beautiful

Zoey Phillips
02-Jul-2023 09:44 AM

Comment Beautiful peom

02-Jul-2023 09:23 AM

Comment Lovely poem

Dipti Maini
02-Jul-2023 08:00 AM

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