I had always love to write poem. I write based on my feelings and sometimes based on my surroundings. However, this poem is the unusual ones as I cant really think of the right title.Hence, I just leave the title all blank.
Flower scent blew inside the window
I purposely let the windowsill open wide
And so I can
Watch the bird flew freely
I sit carefully
I drew a picture
It turns out to be just a blank page
The sky was golden
The sun is smiling
Teasing me
How can I smile when I am despair?
I whisper my pain towards the wind
The flower buds blew everywhere
The scene was wonderful
Ever since then
I dedicated my soul to the wind
With a hope my unrest soul will finally find peace
-nimi-
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