Absent in a long, long time,
When the people commit crimes
I've witnessed them suffer, in pain, full of melancholy,
Still in its states for now— thy bunch of folly.
Watching their tears as they go to the gloomy, streaming river
When the black consumes them— thy multiplying haters
I see them beg; I didn't do anything
Thy heart of sorrowness caught up hasting.
Though a light beamed them, a white light flourish,
When the pure penetrated to thy sanguinary soul
Replenished and cleansed, sharpened and opened,
Hereby catch up to its glamorous aura.
Thy flowers rise again
Replenishers grasp the wind of thy save
They look upon thy sky, still in its place
And at last! A lesson has commenced!
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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
