I am the cloud of faith,
Soaring like bubbles,
Lift like a single lie,
Cleft like single smile,Sometimes i cry,
Holes on your roof widens,
I enter your heart and you didn't open the door,
You make my life miserable,I was playing this game,
Even if it is too hard for me,
I learn how to exceed the expectations,
I learn how to cure sadness,I feel so good,
I feel so bad,
I feel so high,
I feel everything, but you doesn't notice my efforts?Are you deft? Cleft face?
Turn the tables down,
Turn then up like downhill road trip,
So rough but toughIts not the end, its not the end.
Its a right time to think for what's in the end.
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A Grateful Poetry (UNDER EDITING)
Poetrya poetry made after laughter Announcement: This book is under editing, To have a better experience from reading this, I wanted to edit some parts of it with Grammatical Errors, Typographical Errors, Lame Structures of poetry, The One word poetry th...