Silvery Lines Poem by Dr John Celes

Silvery Lines



Silvered glass alone
Becomes mirrors fine!
For thirty silver pieces just,
Judas betrayed Christ.

A gold medal is worth
Many silver ones;
Under the silver moon
True lovers make love!

Silver metal is
Purified by fire;
The silver screen begets
Many an artiste good.

Silver vessels made
Artistically like
candle-sticks and trophies
are prized possessions!

There’s a silver lining
In every cloud;
Silver-fish make
Old books and paper, powder!

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Dr John Celes

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Tamilnadu, India
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