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!
