Kob, My Love, My Life
No Treasure
I hold more precious;
No beauty
I find More elfin and profound;
No Moon, methinks,
 Can dare eclipse you
And pull me away from thy sight.
For, I know
The gravity of thy gracefulness
Will always knit us tight.

The rim of the divine orb
That guards you: day and night,
Envies me and questions my mighty Fate
Sh, I don’t care;
I shrug off
And pride my Fortune,
My darling wife.

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  1. UnknownMay 23, 2020 at 7:57 PM

    Very nice, suspense till last.

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  2. Sunidhi KumariMay 25, 2020 at 9:48 AM

    Sir , I have no words to tell you how good your poems are.... really excellent

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  3. UnknownJune 1, 2020 at 9:37 AM

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  4. UnknownJuly 8, 2020 at 4:35 AM

    Really like it

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