The Riddle of the City of GoldA Poem by N.D. Reed
It lies in a bubble sealed off from the rest,
It lies on the edge of east and west. It's a city of gold and city of darkness, It's a city that loves but also heartless. Like Sodom and Gahmorrah, its a land of vice, Like any such place, we yearn for a slice. It holds many friends, some true, others not. It holds many rivals, thirsty to plot. The sun is its bane and money is its god. The place is familiar, yet also most odd. It's a place split both ways, good and bad. It's a place that makes you happy or sad. We left with fond memories of that wonderful place. But stay too long and you'll forget your own face. © 2016 N.D. Reed |
StatsAuthorN.D. ReedUnited KingdomAbout(Amateur) Writer and Poet. Read my speculative script based on Andrzej Sapkowski's "The Witcher" here: http://imgur.com/MuAct8m Most of my stories take place in a dark fantasy world of my own ma.. more..Writing
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