Saronica - Hello Poetry

Oh how I love seeing earth Oh how I love the trees Oh how I love the sun But see how they're dying

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Mar 9

Mar 9, 2026 at 10:28 AM UTC

Saronica

Centre

Oh how I love seeing earth Oh how I love the trees Oh how I love the sun But see how they're dying

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Today, Waking up felt different. I don't like summers yet felt resplendent, The old and ragged curtain Shaded brown and beige Filtered the harsh sunlight Into golden like bees, The slow fan dancing on the ceiling The calm air The end of despair My brown hair seems yellow My brown eye seems yellow My brown skin seems to shine My brown room seems divine

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Saronica

Mar 7

Mar 7, 2026 at 11:44 PM UTC

GyanmanjariPathak

My Little Brown Room

Today, Waking up felt different. I don't like summers yet felt resplendent, The old and ragged curtain Shaded brown and beige Filtered the harsh sunlight Into golden like bees, The slow fan dancing on the ceiling The calm air The end of despair My brown hair seems yellow My brown eye seems yellow My brown skin seems to shine My brown room seems divine

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I've cried all sunless mornings Trying to heal my soulless body Breathing my miserable fears Living in this dead world, Plucking the thorns of dried roses My bloodless hands red And my lifeless thoughts beautiful Someday a sun may rise My lightless mornings end Maybe my griefs someday fleet Maybe my scars someday fade Maybe we someday meet Maybe we stop to hate.

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Saronica

Jan 11

Jan 11, 2026 at 3:01 AM UTC

GyanmanjariPathak

Transfigured Moira

I've cried all sunless mornings Trying to heal my soulless body Breathing my miserable fears Living in this dead world, Plucking the thorns of dried roses My bloodless hands red And my lifeless thoughts beautiful Someday a sun may rise My lightless mornings end Maybe my griefs someday fleet Maybe my scars someday fade Maybe we someday meet Maybe we stop to hate.

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