Peaceful waters that I beheld,
The sun was setting; it was really cold
The crimson sky and the orange glow collided,
As the whispering got told.
The blue aura scattered upon my role,
As I sat still on that isle
Doubting what I had,
As my hapless body got surprised.
Gloomy water surrounded me,
A scattered gust of cold wind emanated through the atmosphere
It got cold; it got silent,
As that weak host turned violet.
That feeble entity would be submerged,
As the wintery field harmed its frostbitten mind
Causing havoc in my terms—
Like an individual sandcastle faded by that miserable isle.
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Ups and Downs: Short Poems ✔
PoetryBook 1 of the "Short Poems" series. This book contains all the poems that I wrote over the past years. (100 SHORT POEMS AVAILABLE) (BEST IN BLACK BACKGROUND) (COMPLETED) - - - Copyright © 2019 by Pawerr14 All Rights Reserved
