Dancing with the wind,
They were shimmering like glitters
With their jacket of morning dew
As the faint dazzle of sunlight
Broke into after the cold night.
With the wet, calm and delicate look
They mastered the art of
Making one fall for their purity.
Even in a raging anger
Or in a conflict of anxiety.
Spreading their mild yet wild fragrance
All over the environment.
They made lovers out of lovers
And started a story of dreams
In ones dreamland...
Though they appear with
The goodbye of autumn,
They remain throughout all seasons
Of my heart.
Silent yet melodious,
They are the delicate and sincere work
Of the fairies of nature..
Revealing an unrequited lover's damp mind,
In its medley of colors.
They are the symbols of purity and peace.
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PoetryRanked #108 on 11/02/17 "Sometimes people are beautiful, Not in looks and talks, but Just in what they are." This is a collection of poems I have been writing since I was 13. Some are good. Some are bad. Some are boring while some are deep. But...
