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
Copyright © Reyhan Yucebay | Year Posted 2006
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