Early hours of a lit summer
ambling down the hushed road
the trees quivered cautiously
street lights awfully glowed
Oh wait! Someone's there!
A lost friend, the amusing breeze
"Here, for the day's greatness"
She greeted with a wheeze
The moon's also present
gleaming and upbraiding me
"How dare you stand in silence
and not shout in glee!"
Synonym of perfection
calmest of a sight
precious of a feeling
in an amiable summer night
And now, as I sank in tranquility
the night's making a fall
A smoke of cigarette came from nearby
and broke it all
ambling down the hushed road
the trees quivered cautiously
street lights awfully glowed
Oh wait! Someone's there!
A lost friend, the amusing breeze
"Here, for the day's greatness"
She greeted with a wheeze
The moon's also present
gleaming and upbraiding me
"How dare you stand in silence
and not shout in glee!"
Synonym of perfection
calmest of a sight
precious of a feeling
in an amiable summer night
And now, as I sank in tranquility
the night's making a fall
A smoke of cigarette came from nearby
and broke it all
Mon, 2021-12-27 15:20
#1
Mohamed Sarfan
Dear Poeter, Life presents man with different experiences and realities as memories. Every man who faces in the mirror of time is writing a beautiful novel called Life in a Day of Life in some way. Man's smile pours colors into piles of thoughts stacked in the library of loneliness. Although smoking is a pleasant one for many, it is healthy to try to quit it little by little. All The Best My Dear Friend; Write More Congratulations