Steps, frolics, ventures,
Graces, ditches, bellicose creatures
Wanderer's sight, faithfully sprout,
In spite of the severe, upcoming drought.
Rocks, stones, sticks,
Tense, idyllic, unalloyed meek
A wanderer's vision is surely is a wonder,
Giving the golden hand for the flounder.
A gust of breeze that pushes upon him,
Solidifies as it'll became stiff
Raises both of his hands, beaming what's must,
Wanderer's passion is surely is a wanderlust.
No matter how he'll try,
No matter if the big hand goes by,
They will still walk, peregrinate the wonders—
Wanderer's aim is through a brighter yonder.
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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
