The swan glides, a feather'd dream,
Across the lake, a serene scene.
A graceful bird, both pure and white,
A symbol of peace, a wondrous sight.
It dips its beak, a gentle touch,
A moment's pause, a peaceful clutch.
A masterpiece of nature's art,
A swan's beauty, right from the start.
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The Eagle's Strike
From the heavens, a shadow descends, a silent specter against the azure sky. With keen eyes, the eagle spots its prey, a small creature unaware of the impending doom. In a swift and graceful dive, the raptor plunges, its talons outstretched, aimed with deadly precision. A moment later, the prey is captured, a testament to the eagle's unrivaled hunting prowess.
By Moharif Yuliantoabout a year ago in Poets
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