Clouds, clouds, clouds
who had no sounds.
Clouds, clouds, clouds
always follow me around.
As soft as the cotton candy.
As cute as the baby.
As pretty as the lady.
It was so lovely to see.
In every dawn, new clouds are born.
Shapes are like fully drawn.
Clouds as genuine as heart.
Clear as the tears.
Clouds resembling boats.
Hanging like a bows.
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Do you also once believed before, that the clouds are following you, when you was a kid? I did! ˃ᴗ˂
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VILLANELLE: Collection of Poetries
Poetry[Filipino and English Poetries] A collection of poems written in both english and filipino languages. With these, I am comfortably can express my thoughts and feelings that I've been hiding for a long time. These are all originally made by me. Ple...
