Raining leaves, in shades of red:
A dying autumn has sparked and spread.
And in the presence of amber skies,
I saw a smile, and pretty eyes.
Pretty eyes, in shades of green:
Pale,
And dreamy,
And dead serene.
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Great stuff, great blog. Love your writing. Just wanted to say that, brother. Lookingg forward to a lot more..
ReplyDeleteCheers and regards,
Faiz
PS - Indeed, you are, just a verse
In a poem called The Universe.
^That line is just stuck in my head.
Thanks, man. (:
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