Reyhan Yucebay Poet Epic

Kingdom

Accessories met
        Story  may  arguable
            No blush in cheeks

One way or  turning way
           As digest storm in half blast
 Sacred of kingdom

Bleeding emencipication 
 As we ‘d  turn towards wipe our innocence
          Handle  stars in judgment day
           No  rush  in checks  groomed rose  wipe the hate

Sacrifices wondering passage
                           In a rhyme founds  its respect
As we walk through same in mount
                       
Castle of kingdom rings the bell for all
 


Reyhan Yucebay

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