The glowing Sun swallows the eerie darkness,
Dawn cracks, and the stars become worthless
The horizon is a mosaic of colours,
Blending into each other until they're a breathtaking blur.
Deep rufescent is sprawled victoriously at the top,
Red follows soon, as if trying to eavesdrop,
Bright orange joins in, followed by yellow, it's long-lost twin.
The birds' cries reverberates through the place,
It's a kind of sound that no music can replace
Fresh dew drops cover the lush green leaves,
The squirrels run up the tree like discreet thieves
People wake up and begin their work,
"I'm the boss," the sun says with a smirk
But somewhere someone is sitting by the window,
Admiring the nature and letting her thoughts flow.
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Hello. Long time huh?:)
Sorry, this is not as good as the others but if you like it, then please vote!
Love,
MellifluentGirl.
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Loving Language-A collection of Poems(Completed)
ŞiirPoems are something that made me realise how passionate and intriguing English is. This is a collection of short poems which I've attempted to write, I'd love to know what you think:) #120 in Poetry on 22nd September'16
