I have decided to take a leap and a chance to post one of my own poems. Now, it is not very good; it is still the rough draft. But at least I’m trying. 🙂
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Part I
When the clouds mourn, raindrops fall
Onto the wings of a forsaken bird
The abandoned pines softly fade away as the seasons leave them behind
But the music that came from the tambourines flows through the air
Like how water flows down the stream
Part II
When the sun rises
It bleeds the colors of a new transformation
Like gold and orange and yellow
It all blends together
Like a new song with a new voice
I can see the remainder of dew drops on leaves
The flower petals reach up to the sky
A new day has begun