Spring is near
The Sun rises in the dead of winter breaking the bleakness of gray
The Sunlight of dreams awaken
Category: Poetry
The Rain
The rain cracks through the heatwave of torment.
It cool the Sun,s wrath of dark hot
The heavy rain cool the ravages of Sun,s heatwaves.
It gives the comfort to humanity through the day.
The Pesty Virus: Short poem
Create chaos by multiplying its evil wreckage of economic and social ruin.
Enjoys producing misery in its wave and hunts without mercy.
A new epidemic coronavirus-19 hunt to satisfying it desire for human prey.
A pesty microbe predatory menace does not care about the race, culture, ethnicity, and social stature of its individual sufferers.
Coronavirus-19, the wicked nuisance enjoys causing societal havoc across the globe battling for its continuation.
The virus possesses no living intelligence or complex thought whose sole aim involves infect it favorite prey humanity.
Morning Poem
Selina saw the sunlight beam through her stained glass window which surprises even her.
She felt the urge the dance with abandonment, and spiritual awe
Her spirit soars with a beam of light, touching her wandering spiriting.
Suddenly, Selina saw the blue stained glass break open with an invisible hand guiding it.
Selina shakes in fear, wondering what kind of invisible presence.
The presence motions her to not to be afraid.
It shows her an image of her cat walking in front it unafraid.
Her mind begins to feel at ease.
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