Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
May 2020
Ever heard of the flower that grew in between thorns?
Ever heard of light that grew out of darkness?
This and many more he was to me.
I found him in a place where demons lived.
I found him different, glowing out of darkness.
He became the Halo to my dark times,
He became the beauty to my soul.
I found my most expensive item, he is my masterpiece.
I found my rare piece in the mist of darkness.
Thoughts...
Glory Abel
Written by
Glory Abel  23/F/Nigeria
(23/F/Nigeria)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems