I looked outside today and the sky wasn't how I knew it. There was a silent wind, a kind indicating calm turmoil. An unrest. I watched the trees under a grey saddened haze. Birds rarely chirping and everything otherwise stagnant. I saw rays of light fighting through the haze the battle not quite in their favour. While grey returned. The day tried, it's utmost to mimic the others days. Days with warmth and sunshine. But the haze wasn't to far away and just when I thought everything was okay, back to normal. I saw grey... Darkness doesn't prevail for long, I told myself. Tomorrow will be a new day - one with birds chirping, butterflies lurking, visceral trees an shrubs and exotic flowers blooming. Tomorrow there will be sun. Tomorrow we'll have light.
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Poetry Anthology
RandomThis book consist of an anthology of poetry. It's also copyrighted material.
