Empty Locket

You got me in your pocket,

Deep down the fabric clothe,

But I was an empty locket,

Different from what you thought,

You found the function,

Deep within me, you really did,

T’was plunged into trepidation,

Those rusts that you got rid,

A picture as memory,

Slid past the metal frame,

This is an epiphany,

Unkempt darkness you tame,

The pain so inconspicuous,

Lived like a pariah,

You saw it, didn’t accuse,

You let me sing it in aria,

You got me in your pocket,

And gave the happiness I sought,

The changes you maketh,

In this poem I wrote,

Author's Note

Please do ignore the grammar problems since I'm not that good in english. :)
Enjoy!

Reviews

[The earth (Titan maphah..]

well done... just please don't stop...