When the sand gradually met the ocean,
And the icebergs remained frozen
The clock stood still;
The dozens turned into a moment.
I'd once touched the wandering wonders,
And nothing I felt but a wonky paradise
But it's still a paradise—
Maybe the moment was still misunderstood?
The waves from the yellow plate in full capacity,
Made everything its own property
The clock stood still again;
The moment was finally bounty!
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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
