It's exactly what I pictured it to be;
A crystalline, dank and blue fluid
With a side of lime, salubrious and complete green
Covering the black and moist boulders.
Like an optimistic prophecy
With a flourishing, candlelight beam
Within a sound of water crashing nearby
It is all just a natural dream!
The willow trees; even the evergreens
Must've bundled together— like a healthy kaleidoscope
Reaching my hand whilst the cerulean I see
For trying to clutch the foliage and sticks.
A natural dream; I firmly say!
Pleading somewhat that every vicinity must've the same
Portend the black; the fiendish gray!
For I must battle the dream's dread!
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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...
