"roadmaker" poems
A lunar cycle passed in memoriam of them
Who helped paving the road to unity
Yet sought the warmth of the sun
The golden gleam shone brightly on the pass
They marched forward
A staple in the system deemed unmatched
An adhesive bond, firmly grasped
Although double-checked it dissipated
The roadmaker came to a fall
Falling silently, they let out a final cry
As the path cracked in time
The road distorted into contortion
What seemed like a peaceful road
Ended up a jagged pass
The falling abruptly ended
The hands that reached out to them
Embraced them in a livid bloom
Of effervescent warmth
I stood amongst the occasion
To guide the roadmaker, creator of the stars
To guide them to their ultimate path
Dec 10, 2017
Dec 10, 2017 at 11:33 AM UTC
A cruel King was Angry a Day
He saw a blockage on his way
He called everyone on his Court
“Who is Guilty” he wrote
“I want person” he banged
“The guilty man would be hanged”
The roadmaker stepped out
“I’m not guilty” he did shout
It was not too small and not too large
It’s mistake of road incharge
Road incharge inspect and detect
But he saw that the road was perfect
So who’s mistake was there in it
Then who made that blockage pit
Then a perfect plan was in layer
Now the Majority will declayer
“King should be hanged” Every said
As he was cruel and was bad
The king was hanged just then
And was never seen again
Apr 20, 2018
Apr 20, 2018 at 9:19 AM UTC