I let my balloon rode to the sky,
Swaying with the wind while it's flying,
Letting the birds to passed by,
A peaceful scene for a gorgeous setting.It blended in the color of a cloud,
No one knew how high I am proud;
Until it slowly losing its pound,
Causing my world to turn around.Everything went on a slow-motion,
The elastic-rubber made awkward notation,
Blown by the wind resulting to indifferent rotation,
It was already deflated when it landed on my direction.-Marxx Archer
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MAP #1: I Wrote This Under The Tree
PoetryMARXX ARCHER POETRY(MAP) #1 LANGUAGE: ENGLISH GENRE: LITERATURE(LITERARY PIECES), ROMANCE POETRY, TRAGIC POETRY, SPOKEN POETRY, INSPIRATIONAL AND MOTIVATIONAL POETRY, AND SHAKESEARIAN SONNETS STARTED: AUGUST 31, 2021 PUBLISHED: OCTOBER 12, 2021 RESU...