"The moon is singing a hymn of awakening
Owls kept hibernating in a span of a decade
Crows kept wondering why they're purely white
Partridges kept pondering of where they'll fly.
The clouds above will always prevent to cry
Rivers would not stream off from its own
Smiles wouldn't be vague and unclear
Flowers will kept pouting onto the colossal green.
Singing a song will always shoo off the storm
Twinkling of the stars meant a replenished born
Taking off your clothes meant the task is complete
Loving someone will always be a pleasant dream."
How sickening, eh?
How such statements would turn bittersweet!
For that's the nature of a hoax, and I even wondered if why does it even existed
Despite if I even believed, I disregard, or even insisted.
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Final Amends; Short Poems ✔️
PoetryBook 3 of the "Short Poems" series. - - - "I could easily and hopelessly fall- although I'll release my all." - - - (NOTE: THE TITLES OF THE POEMS WERE ALL GOT INTENTIONALLY CAPITALIZED ON THE FIRST LETTER OF EACH WORD FOR AESTHETIC PURPOSES.) Copyr...
