Unclear of everything,
No clue to change destiny,
Time didn't show any mercy,
When the smoke in the sky turned to a monter.
The hateful words were remembered,
Life just seems to be a bother,
No superhero would come to help,
When the smoke in the sky becomes rain.
Looking up at the sky in need of question,
As usual the sky would turn its back,
Night would fall again with only unanswered question,
The smoke in the sky would be a mystery for life.
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All My Poems Of August 2023
PoetryThe month of unpredictable rain showers and the hide and seek of sun and the clouds, the month of poetry written down for every kind of love's death and the month of my heart desiring for fairy tales... I invite you to read the poetry of my August o...
