The Man

Sexy bodies ,fancy cloths ...rotten souls !

He,the caliph of earth,
Greater than angels in worth,
He,when wants to gain ,
Deserts &seas give no pain,
He,when wants to cross ,
River Niel becomes a pass,
But when devil blemish his blend,
He is of no cost but to end ,
A crumpled paper or a rocky stone ,
Its all what he own ,
Goes to a rusty path,
Completes his journey and left ,
A faint taught !(no one wants to learn )

Author's Note

It is my second effort ,better ?

Reviews

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Yes, this is certainly better. I can see the improvement already!

You have some nice, simple rhymes and the beginnings of form and structure. Good to see.
As for your theme? The power of God is all around, but not all choose to see his presence and embrace Him as part of their life.

Improved work. Keep it up.

[Final-Karma]

This has a lot of potential. I love the play on scenery and the use of culture. It makes this piece more powerful. Very well done. You are going in the right direction.

[conversations with her ..]

i loved this one....

wow , stunned.