I am Paul Francis, I am a student of university of Nigeria, Nsukka. My hobbies is writing and sport. I educate people through my writing.

I lost my gold

I Lost My Gold

Early in the morning

I wake-up and flee

To come back at night and enjoy my sleep

I had nothing to loose

One day in the morning

I wake-up and flee

Searching for nothing but something in mind

Looking around, I fount a stone

The stone I found, the stone was gold

I emptied my heart and the gold was kept

The gold is precious

The gold is costless

In a twinkle of an eye the fight began

Rich men came looking for the gold that was well kept me

I had nothing to do as poor as I was

To save my life, I gave up the gold

The cry is mine, the regret is theirs

The heart is heavy, the eyes are wet.

Early in the morning

I wake-up and flee

Shouting to the sky

I lost my gold.

Please, if you are a lover of poetry, I will like to know my errors and corrections.

Paul Francis (author) from Nigeria on May 11, 2020:

It's a waste of time trying to recover a lost gold washed with money already, we go mining for more, lol

Kyler J Falk from California on May 08, 2020:

A tragic tale of love much like, "Slumdog Millionaire," it sounds like to me.

Any plan to chase that gold, or are you going to pan for some more gold?

Either way, a sad piece, but you conveyed your emotions well!