Ghost Of Poverty Poem by GuyAdler Dorelien

Ghost Of Poverty



Ghost,
Of poverty.
Sits upon a dusk chair,
Secluded as a forgotten smile.
Secluded as the pale rose,
Beneath the dusk chair of,
Poverties Ghost.
Where words,
Never,
Leave the seclusion of their, own tuneful misery.

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