The summit embraces the pure, white clouds
Husband and wife, both are always in touch
Decades, eons, the mysteries in shrouds
Beget transcendence by means of thy much
The sea of trees blanket the shied terrain
Blooming seeds dispersed the soft, frail landform
The squirrels of the pine trees seem inane
for they prepare for the numbing snowstorm
The plinth of the grand statue stands firmly
A plethora of water streams downhill
Spiels of the mountain, a hint of mercy
Flourished the life of thee, a living will
The mounds of rock and earth, a picturesque
Spires of weathered nature, a picaresque
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"Sonnets"
PoetryThese are some sonnets that I wrote for a project, which are horrible by the way, and ended up being unused, so I'll publish them here for the sake of publishing them here. And no, I'm not gonna add more sonnets here and then because I, simply sayin...
