In this life, shadows and bones, It's as if nothing truly known. Blood, it surges through our veins, Pounding like unstoppable trains.
By Sugan Ya 2 years ago in Poets
If I have a magical stick 🪄 today, I'd change the world in a unique way. With a wave, I'd create new skies, Make mountains sing and rivers rise.
The Sea ... Watching the sea, In the morning, evening, night, I feel like I'm in a vast heaven. Uncountable waves, Like glass painted in blue and white 🌊.
What love means to me.... I like simple things, so here we go, Watching the sky, that's a lovely show. Stars at night, they sparkle and glow,
Reason for Season... Do seasons weave a tale in life's simple design? For some, they do, like chapters in a book's spine.
Dark red.... a deep and bold hue, signifies passion and intensity. It evokes love's fervor and the richness of fine wine.
They Think .. They, The people Around me. I'm just curious about what they think About me. Actually, I know more about
Mind Space travel... In the realm of my thoughts, I embark on a voyage, a mental odyssey through the corridors of my mind.
"I wish to look back... I wish to, Not today, Someday, When I've grown old, with grey hair, three legs, wrinkled skin, poor sight, and low hearing,
I'm still holding on... Just passing the months by, But I'm not moving, I'm stuck somewhere, Somewhere within the months of this year.
Somewhere I know... Sometimes, I think about leaving, Not once in a while, But all the time. "Where are you going?" My ticking bomb ask,
Autumn's 🍂🍁.... Autumn softly comes, Painting the world in red, orange, and gold. Leaves rustle underfoot in the forest, as the air turns cool, carrying scents of cinnamon and apples.
