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Poems
Oct 2018
Yesterday, he was the moon.
He shines,
Like a yellow petalled rose,
Like an early sunrise,
That ignites a fierce fire
Kissing a beaming pathway
To his soul,
His smells just like wells
Of blooming flowers
In the middle of spring.
Twinkling as the pale starlight,
Soft and want to be noticed.
He is gentle
Like a sudden raindrop
Dropping through the windows
Shining on the foggy morning.
And there he was again,
A wise soul of unwrapped love.
He was the moon
That I always like to write about.
I dedicated this poem for someone I barely know.
But is able to bring the joy around his surrounding.
Farid, I write this for you.
Thank you for the Ichitan Thai Milk Tea, anyway.
Written by
Wi
24/F/Indonesia
(24/F/Indonesia)
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