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You don't think that
I am too useless!
I am just a simple child,
Decorating the starry words with the Milky Way.
2
The glimpses of the gloomy night are like a mirror,
We obtain the results
When we smile at it through poetic strategy.
3
The Milky Way scatters
The desire for the ultimate destination:
Before I sleep, I have to travel miles away
On a journey of poetic tendency or spontaneity.
4
Some rise early
And some stay awake all night;
What kind of tradition is this!
Where could all this happen?
In a poetic spirit,
Indeed, every night is parallel to all.
There is no risk and no fix,
Everyone can have the night or the right to free-flowing dreams.
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Author:
Mottakeenur Rehman (
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Comments3
I just love these - super elegant stanzas - congrats M
Thanks!
Awesome
Welcome with your healthy comment.I appreciate your comment!
Welcome
Your style and organization create the sense of falling or stepping to a beat. It's fantastic and beautiful, I'm so glad to have been able to read it
I am also extremely happy to read your comment!
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