London bridge

 6.Poem:London Bridge
 *if I was the London bridge,
  Fallen under the weight of heavy emotions,
  Lost to the sombre tones of depression.
  Fallen to the hands of heartache...

*if I was the London bridge,
 Then I am a bleeding plant,
   An argea of a troubled soul,
  A soliloquy of my torments..
 How London has fallen...

* If I am the London bridge,
 Crippled by the emotions of my heart,
  Then sadness flows like a river in it,
  My tears shall over run my bank of endless inquiry,
  And my heart shall be pierced by the railings of the fallen London bridge.....
   London bridge.