There she stood, gracefully but fierce
All she has is a lamp not a furnace
With the light always ignited
Ready to lighten the path of the enlightened
She’s a teacher and a corrector
An instructor and a director
She gives knowledge to those that seek it
And lighten the path with the act geniality
Little do I know of her,but I could never had known
She’s the known becomes unknown
On the rarest event would you ever meet her
The one that doesn’t happen here but there
On my adventure, we bumped into each other
Minding less who the other funny jester
To me she was to ordinary and normal
But seeking her most people turned nomad
Some believes is has a kinda sovereignty
But she’s just the guardian of eternity
Those seeking her consciously unweary
Has the plans to buy eternity with bribery
A rarely selected play on words from this poem, it emphasizes on the she dominance here. Great poem from a poet. Literarily you need no other hands than this to make it up with your style.
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Your verses are short and witty, I noticed the concentration on the rhymes and the rhymes are internal but beautiful, I also love the feminism of the character. It's lovely one here buddy
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