Sometimes it walks, sometimes it flies,
Sometimes it lives, sometimes it dies.
Sometimes it runs, sometimes it crawls,
Sometimes it swims, sometimes it falls.
Sometimes it sleeps, sometimes it hops,
Sometimes it moves, sometimes it stops.
Sometimes it floats, sometimes it sinks,
Sometimes it hurts like red blood inks.
Sometimes it upsets like deep blue sea,
Sometimes it's peaceful white and carefree.
Sometimes it excites like culture of Brazilia,
Sometimes it betrays like black old dahlia,
Sometimes it's positive, sometimes it's not
Use it wisely, you have to bloom not rot.
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𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ 𓈈
Poetry"It's All in the Simplicity" is a mesmerizing poetry collection that weaves emotions, dreams, and reflections into lyrical decorations. Each poem is a pungent exploration of the human experience, from tender embraces to the depths of hearts, invitin...
