I
Time is ever playful like a little puppy
And so is love coming from people who are young
Each has a different idea of happy
One song, but in so many ways it can be sung
II
One sky can look so different for another
Even if it is looked at, same time and same place
Two people could even watch the sky together
Still, clouds look unlike, since eyes choose what shapes they trace
III
One rose could be so different from the others
Petals of same form, same smell, thorns of same sharpness
It is a trait of people to note small matters
If one cares he can't fail to see one's distinctness
IV
I saw far many constellations just up there
I walked through lots of flowers, the prettiest kinds
For stars and flowers, my sunshine and sunflower
Stays my favorite, not mine but I never mind
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Voiceless Poetry
PoesíaDrops of rain fall in my ambience Flooding me and my existence Tears trickle down but fails to drop Voice unheard, never yields to stop Poems are verse to let out thoughts In each line is beauty of thoughts In each word is wonder of thoughts It drai...
