Poem -
Awaiting king
I am not moved when songbirds sing
I do not weep when church bells ring
My heart cries out for just one thing
This is my yearning to be king
I feel no pain when mad bees sting
I do not flinch when rose thorns cling
My soul and mind know just one thing
My destiny is to be king.Â
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Hello Your Majesty...
Welcome to Cosmo!Â
Quite ambitious indeed!
Anything is possible...
Believe it and you can be it...
If you're not a good king you won't keep your throne...
The Queen will knock you out and lock you away in a chamber...
:)
Great write!Â
Thank you for sharing...
Hugs...
sparrowsongÂ
Thank you for the nice comment
Appreciate it
clever poem, Thomas Hatchet, cool confidence on display, well constructed and oozes creativity, I like its simplicity, and it certainly bends toward affirming the veracity of your ambition, love the tone, this is a very good poem, enjoyed... cheers poet  Â
Thank you Christopher, comments like this are the reason I write.Â
Your word inspire more than you could know.
thank you