Pink skies and white fluffy clouds,
the sounds of birds chirping is all around.
The green grass is wet with morning dew,
but the dampness in a shoe is very few.
Sure, there's no morning rainbow,
but a person's mood isn't extremely low.
The sun is slowly rising and the moon disappears,
Taking away some other people's fears.
Looking out the window,
The drapery of the curtians are tied into a nice bow.
Some people are still in bed,
some people are still not awake inside their heads.
People are lining up for a bus,
and some people are still causing a fuss.
I'm just sitting here on a skating ramp,
While the rest of the world's sound around me is damp.
BINABASA MO ANG
Kenn's Book Of Poems
PoetryWelcome to my book of poems, made by me. Every time I write a song, I'll put a fragment of it in, or just put a regular poem in. Are you ready for another bad poem?
