The yesterday-night, it's late fall,
I got drunk at the pretty colored leaves.
But the morning of today.
I can see that rolling are the fallen leaves.
The life easily withers away,
Why are you boasting your achievements? Intentionally.
When it snows on the yard, all
The world will be covered with white. Equally.
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Author:
Kinsley Lee (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 19th, 2023 17:06
- Comment from author about the poem: This was the landscape of the Kyung-Eui line Park, at the late fall of 2022.
- Category: Nature
- Views: 29
- Users favorite of this poem: L. B. Mek
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Comments2
Good write K.
Hi! Thank you for your comments. Wish your happiness!
Brilliant!
'Why are you boasting your achievements? Intentionally.
When it snows on the yard, all
The world will be covered with white. Equally.'
thanks for sharing, dear poet
Dear Mr. Mek
Hi! Thank you for your kind comments. You're encouraging me! Thank you so much. Wish your healthy and happiness. BR. Kinsley
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