Change
The lake
Surrounded by the shades
Of green,
Blooming fresh flowers,
A spot for butterflies to
Play hide and seek;
Golden dwan
Scuffling with the
Cotton clouds, racing
To reach the surface of water.
Peeping into the fresh
Blue lake, I see:
A tiny golden larva
Trying to change,
Toiling to transform itself,
Metamorphosing
Into a beautiful
Purple shaded fish
With a pearl necklace around;
Whistling it's triumph,
Manifesting it into a
Soothing Melody.
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poeTRY (Volume 2)
PoetryFirst time Poems by our newest Pubbers. Our second Edition.