The eye of daylight,
The dark that shines so bright,
The flash of sparkling light.
The voices of ArmaLite.
A morning greeting from Granny,
Everyday, you will carry.
If and if's
Of course! It is,
And will always be it is.
Could a woman, misplace her memories?
Barring two hundred seventy two age of her uterus?
Of course! It is! And will always be it is.
Even, a Man?
Creating earthquakes, pushing, pulling, shaking
Letting the life arise
After relish. Will lost his memories?
Of course, it is... And will always be it is.
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The Half of Reality
PoetryThe author (Me) of the poem show the other face of life. Morley she tells her life story and her sentiment. To all readers, First I would like to say, Sorry and hope you'll consider some typo and grammar. I would be happy if you will read this, and...
