My original poetry :It's all weird
Instability with hunger in the stomach
I sell a lot of faith,
In this market of disbelief.
Who is the king of footpaths?
I have to find him
There are many great rewards,
I need to touch him.
There are tears in every house
There is no chat in the afternoon
It's all weird,
I turn around like an idiot.
One day everyone's time
It's over,
That is the rule
We have to obey.
How many nights of silence
Instability with hunger in the stomach
I sell a lot of faith,
In this market of disbelief.
Who is the king of footpaths?
I have to find him
There are many great rewards,
I need to touch him.
There are tears in every house
There is no chat in the afternoon
It's all weird,
I turn around like an idiot.
One day everyone's time
It's over,
That is the rule
We have to obey.
Well written, thanks for sharing.
Its my pleasure .thanks a lot.
nice poetry
thank u so much
U're wellcome