Poems by
Harsh Kumar

Adored Diamond

a poem by Harsh Kumar

Sic, the icon of the worth,
The Emerald of the Core,
Yeah, ’tis the Alladin’s treasure,
‘Tis the Diamond, I adore.
Show of the Crowns,
The gem of the dine,
Talk of the bartered wine,
And they wish, it be mine.
The Shine cooleth,
The Entwine moved rax,
Get it! Get it – Me soul,
The Greed might rise again.
Its worth Endless,
Sure will make you stay,
On that greedy tempted heart,
Where the halt is no way.
The food of the rich,
Guest of every door,
Born under the hefty earth
‘Tis the diamond, I adore.