A Poem from Al
8/5/2019
She holds her breath and grins her teeth
Something about her that makes you get
addicted like a weed
Her eyes reflects the shadow of the star
and the moon that projects across the
dark blue sky.
The ark of happiness is to bath in her pool
of smile as it wires you closer to the sun but
sometimes, we failed to see she's burning.
She'll paint the outerlines of the rainbow,
but I hope the people whom she loves could
paint it for her.
//
It is true, I feel it, I understand it. Waiting for others to paint the rainbow with me, not all alone.
Thank you.
She holds her breath and grins her teeth
Something about her that makes you get
addicted like a weed
Her eyes reflects the shadow of the star
and the moon that projects across the
dark blue sky.
The ark of happiness is to bath in her pool
of smile as it wires you closer to the sun but
sometimes, we failed to see she's burning.
She'll paint the outerlines of the rainbow,
but I hope the people whom she loves could
paint it for her.
//
It is true, I feel it, I understand it. Waiting for others to paint the rainbow with me, not all alone.
Thank you.
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