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Flowers blooming colors glow Greet the morning sun hello Scent of fragrant breeze refreshing Gentle warmth was so inviting. Normal people walking out Busy streets and roundabout Children playing hide and seek Just nother day of the week Silver wings of airplane high Wonder as it cross the sky A tiny object fall beneath What could be this special gift? With no second, a blinding light The sun was humbled of its might Then the houses, trees so tall Crumbled down, began to fall Burning figures, swirling blaze Shadows gone without a trace I lay helpless want to help Deeply wounded found myself Rivers flowing, ****** red Cradle filled with sleeping dead Cherry blossoms fell like tears For motherland with all her fears I still hear those horrid screams The painful sight of broken dreams This picture always kept inside The fateful summer of '45
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ahalya
Jul 9, 2019
Jul 9, 2019 at 10:38 AM UTC
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Clouds (One Summer in Hiroshima)
Flowers blooming colors glow Greet the morning sun hello Scent of fragrant breeze refreshing Gentle warmth was so inviting. Normal people walking out Busy streets and roundabout Children playing hide and seek Just nother day of the week Silver wings of airplane high Wonder as it cross the sky A tiny object fall beneath What could be this special gift? With no second, a blinding light The sun was humbled of its might Then the houses, trees so tall Crumbled down, began to fall Burning figures, swirling blaze Shadows gone without a trace I lay helpless want to help Deeply wounded found myself Rivers flowing, ****** red Cradle filled with sleeping dead Cherry blossoms fell like tears For motherland with all her fears I still hear those horrid screams The painful sight of broken dreams This picture always kept inside The fateful summer of '45
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Silver clouds, sailing in the vast sky Swift and smooth, carrying azure gold From endless sea to mountains high Spreading scent of the soil by showering their withhold Scaling thousand miles, flying away With the birds and the monsoon air, A moving roof, giving shade in the hotter days Showering to ground, to make it happier When the clouds weep to the earth, Tears hits the ground to give birth, Lives springs and thank the rain, But how can the carriers of the rain, be vain?
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Jul 9, 2019
Jul 9, 2019 at 6:59 AM UTC
ahalya
The Forgotten Clouds
Silver clouds, sailing in the vast sky Swift and smooth, carrying azure gold From endless sea to mountains high Spreading scent of the soil by showering their withhold Scaling thousand miles, flying away With the birds and the monsoon air, A moving roof, giving shade in the hotter days Showering to ground, to make it happier When the clouds weep to the earth, Tears hits the ground to give birth, Lives springs and thank the rain, But how can the carriers of the rain, be vain?
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