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Never Waste a Wish

I found a Jinn one day,
she grants a wish they say--
three times actually--
speak cautiously; she may
take you factually!

I found a Jinn one day,
she struck me like a spray
of gold-tinged midnight sky,
she had to my dismay
a mostly time worn eye.

I found a Jinn one day;
I could not stay away.
I did not ask for gold,
nor ever growing pay,
or never to grow old.

I found Jinn one day
I saw she must obey,
this old man's fervent wish,
that she would just array 
herself in mortal bliss.


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Inspired by an episode of X Files
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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Empress Avatar
January 20, 2024 at 9:29 PM
I love the lyricAl cadence of your monchielle so well written and so creative too: i think this will do very well in the contest, if it is for the contest, so very Aladdin . Best wishes.
Achara Avatar
January 21, 2024 at 8:13 AM
Thank you. I am happy you enjoyed the poem. Writing with rhymes is quite a challenge for me, but this poem was fun to wrote and I think I managed the rhyme is a satisfactory manner.
Rodgers Avatar
January 20, 2024 at 5:01 PM
Dear Chetta, What a magical journey of discovery and desire. Your verses spin a tale of encountering a Jinn, navigating wishes with caution, and choosing the profound over material. The imagery of a gold-tinged midnight sky and the yearning for mortal bliss add layers of enchantment to your poem. It's a captivating poem that wishes hold the power to shape our deepest joys. Loved it! - Blessings, Daniel
Achara Avatar
January 20, 2024 at 6:58 PM
Thank you for your kind words.
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