Don't be surprise everything changes.
The red ones turn yellow
And yellows turn white,
Once bright and shiny then
There will be no light.
Laughter and smiles will be
Memory in the past.
As well as friends and foes
They will never last.The raging sea waves will calm
After the storm.
In the future, the always
'Unacceptable' will be the norm
Pretty, unblemish faces
Will wrinkle soon,
For even the stars shed its colour
Also the moon.
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Words for Souls
PoetryThese pieces are based on the stokes of my own hands, derived from my heart's own feelings and produced by my own mind. Emotions are like the gushing river, let it flow, let it free and let people see its blue waves, feel its coldness.