Glittering, gleaming, fairly sighs.
Wrinkled, shriveled, wizened eyes.
Beware! Sham vibrant fetching ties.
Some so hiding monstrous lies.
Seen much verdure, autumn shades.
To greedy glee, gone gifted glades.
Tick tock dally! Oh, friend ol' Ben.
Thumbing noses? Since who knows when!
In dimensions, dreams, sentinel stands.
Stroked and cloaked by cheated hands.
Hogged up fair deceit of summer's lies.
Rutted paths that doom belies.
That spring in soul, to jejune dust.
Tossed and lost in salacious lust.
oft hasty pandered, inner eye.
Clueless wanders, mixt muddy sty.
original
saadat tahir
27 june,10
Buraydah-KSA
saadat tahir
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