The poem describes in simple words a child's fantasy of the wild yet beautiful sea
For the second time around is a choice of giving another chance. Dedicated to TellMeYourName(haha) for giving him another chance.
The green curtain does not sway
on a sunbaked day. It only crumples.
The steel window stands sleek...
Artist she, pulling wafts of white over
Grooming, trimming, cutting clouds of
snow....
3 COMMENTS
Sharmishtha Shenoy
October 22, 2015 - 17:34 Excellent work!Lea Ebio
October 23, 2015 - 14:48 cute, nice and lovely!Joy
October 23, 2015 - 17:09 Nice.... i can never write poetry.... u did a gud job... u can read my story the halloween night and give ur feedback. ..