Sometimes, we are one of those things.
A burst of warm and bright sunshine in the morning,
a gentle, cold breeze caresses the grass in the meadow and swings the daisies to le go off their petals away,
a golden ray of sunset reflection at the calm sea,
and dark violet dusk that welcomes the night
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Author:
penta_senses (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: June 23rd, 2023 23:22
- Comment from author about the poem: Our feeling has their phase of changing. Most of the time, our feeling is influenced by what happened outside and the change is inevitable. Though some feelings might be beautiful to be expressed, some of them are dark and hurtful.
- Category: Nature
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It’s just a list that poses as a story line to nowhere. I don’t get it.
Hi Bobby. Thanks for your feedback, Anyway, I am a newbie writer and feel free to interpret my poem as you wish. Maybe an expert like you could throw light on how to improve my poem in a very specific way. Thank you
I am completing an example for your perusal to honor your brilliant and humble sincere request. Stay tuned please as complete a quick rewrite.
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