Genesis Chapter 1
And God knew darkness was a bowl of Boldness and a fierce stretch of eternal
So he carved out his little precious child,
Light, a pinch of jealousy;
The rudeness of the sky.
But why?

Should a father love a child than the other?
Left to suffer an orphan;
I ate muffins more often
Than the number of breath I may not heave
Than the number of days I may not live
My only hope is night is eternal
The child that has learnt to
Grow darker

Wow,what a heart touching poem,looking forward to meeting the poet oneday.

Rejomar:
Wow,what a heart touching poem,looking forward to meeting the poet oneday.

I'd be glad about that

Toivar are you one that sent me a mail with the email
issy4eva2003@yahoo.com
Don't quote this post. So that I can edit