I can hear your footsteps as you walk on the tile,
You can hear mine as I jump from the sky.
In the wind, your long hair flows,
Your perfume lingers, as the wind blows.
Writings Poetry
Ode to the Rainbows
You who rule the skies above
During the aftermath of the rain you come;
In the midst of everything as wet as water itself,
You stay firm with conviction at the dome.
Writer’s Block
You will never know how much time I put into thinking
Of what to write about in this poem I making
A word, a letter, backspace, control plus backspace
I have a lot of ideas, but I do know how to put them into place!
Undefined
Among many things, it was the most fragile
It was delicate, and yet as sweet as wine.
It was something poignant and difficult to comprehend,
It was something humans could not clearly define.
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Once upon a time, everything was green.
Years before, all creatures were alive, lively, and keen.
Everything and anything that young nature had touched,
Had bloomed, blossomed, and flourished so much.