March 14, 2018
Custom User Avatar
More by this author

The grieving sky wears a desolate look

The water turns to a dangerous metal

The rainfall drowns me

The dazzling uncertainty of the day

The dry, dangerous feeling of darkness

It's like the work of an evil child

There are many bad omens

Desolate, are my feelings

Desolate, is the landscape


And then it begins to clear

The sun looks out from behind the clouds

Its shine is beautifully bright

It is like a vestige of comfort

It is a feeling of happiness

It is a feeling of pleasure

It is strange and beautiful

All my worries have vanished

Beauty, is my generality

Beauty, is the sky


Post a Comment

Be the first to comment on this article!

Site Feedback