The Pocket Poet’s Emerald

A pair of emerald eyes made a pauper-
To wish for a mountain of emeralds,
To provide a proper life for her:

I’ve been a man of no pretension;
My clothes with sockets-
-empty pockets.

I am giving restrained attention;
No countries with rockets-
-followed prophets.

I will promise her a convention;
The life of the prophets’-
-enow pockets.

I’d aspire to God’s protection;
The safety of this locket’s-
-enow pockets…

Benyamin Bensalah

24.10.2017

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