a/n: ahmmm... this is my project in english and its my own sample of a tanka (japanese poem). hope yah like it :)))
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THE MAGIC OF SPARKS
I was looking up,
the sky was first colored dark.
The clouds were above,
hiding the bright, shining stars
but just wait and see the spark.
The crowds were cheerful,
start to count from ten 'til one.
Reaching for the last,
the feeble noise became wild
and joyful laughters were found.
I once saw it dark
but now it was full of sparks.
Magic came upon
with every color that bursts
and with every sound that roars.
Just like a rocket
soaring high out the cloudbanks,
but with every burst,
a smile was about to curve
on someone's lips that's watching.
New Year, here it comes,
welcomed by the fireworks' light.
Everyone let's be
triumphant for the past year,
make the sparks fly through our smiles.
