Castle of SandA Poem by Voice
A castle of sand
I made with my hand, Stands tall and high, But I ask myself why I wasted my precious time To commit this needless crime Of building a fragile architecture A soul-less vulnerable structure And as sea waves rise again, I find no way to save my terrain My masterpiece is robbed by the waves The sun, winds and sand! No one saves! For it was perishable, it has been perished! For it was my crime, I have been punished! My heart is drenched and injured with pain. All of my hardwork has gone in vain. The castle was my creation and creation is love. My love is gone. I'm a bleeding dove. © 2018 VoiceReviews
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