Look at the scenery!
Underneath the blanketing moon
Is where the two, luckiest people
Acting crazy and loose.
Falling for each other—
Although not a destructive way
Seemingly just an acquaintance
But under it's something more than the passersby say.
Which we will think of it—
Fate will bound the two
For their mutual roots grow
Into something which is greater and new.
Sometimes the bounty is sick— heinous
For which a quake of ground would rule
For a short second; they're lost; perplexed
Till there goes a loud crash...
Mourning emerged; to which another sun rose
Till there goes the abrupt heat
Both of them; aren't the luckiest anymore
To their soul; which is pitiful and sore.
They're both castaways—
Lamenting both...
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Telling My Own Thoughts; Short Poems ✔️
PoetryBook 2 of the "Short Poems" series. - - - "Applaud like there's no tomorrow; live like there's no such thing as sorrow." - - - (NOTE: THE TITLES OF THE POEMS WERE ALL GOT INTENTIONALLY CAPITALIZED ON THE FIRST LETTER OF EACH WORD FOR AESTHETIC PURPO...
