Black Clouds starts to form
A strong wind passed by me
Its Absurd, no rain poured
Longing to know the truth
The flowers are withering
Mimicking my stance
We don't have an accord
The flowers just saw me
Fighting my only nemesis
But my structures are weak
And then the rain poured
Hate me, I didn't know
Touché, the rain stopped
The Black clouds vanished
Lucid white clouds shaped up
And the sun came out
Fencing my own words
I smiled and laugh
Knowing it was all me
Building Melancholy.
Yey!!so is it ducky?
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Facts of the day:
•Been inspired by my own experience.
•I've wrote this for about 5 hours. Hehe practice, practice, practice!!!
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PoetryBy Aprilliciousess To those who are expert in writing poems there,please try not to laugh because I'm still young and a beginner. And expect some grammatical errors, wrong spellings, wrong phrases and typos.
