Rabbits
Nice and soft they hop
Through fields of golden sunshine
Quiet, sly they hide
This holds a rather silly meaning to me. Rabbits are a symbol in dreams as luck. I find it funny that my luck always escapes me. Hence, "Quiet, sly they hide."
Clouds
Angry or happy
Savage eyes in storms are not,
As bright or as light
I wrote this poem thinking of how clouds are not always happy, fluffy, raindrops, but also vicious dark storms. This can also be alikened to people.
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Poem's and Short Stories
ŞiirExcerpt: The air was like mints, fresh and cool. From the east the wind blew softly, a light kiss that just kept coming back for more. The sun, just beginning to turn back towards the earth, was casting shadows that stretched far and thin. So nigh...
