Another collaborative work with my brilliant partner bruchstuecksammlerin .This was her idea and finally it's real.You can identify where each writer crafts her's differently and how each piece still dances following the tune in the same style.We hope you like it as much as we do.
SEASONS
Don't be a fool,
to think Winter is cool.
The cold snow it often brings,
gives my imagination wings.
Even better than that of the Winx.
Do you know the show Winx?
Don't be ungrateful,
to think Summer is awful.
The sunshine it gifts,
causes million souls to uplift.
Even best of all seasons.
Will you doubt while I have my reasons?
Autumn shines in a colourful light.
Walking through brown,red, yellow and a bit green with delight.
Early in the morning,it's cold.
And listen to some The Fold.
(Do you know The Fold)
Later on with a hoodie,we might feel bold while it's too hot.
Finally,the cold wins and we start to binge eat sweet sins.
Spring sings melodiously in a high pitched voice.
Awakening the dead creatures,flowers and grass with too much noise.
Early in the morning,it's warm,
and welcome new fellas who are born.
(Do you know the fellas)
Later on go to bed smiling while the night ends because it's too short .
Finally,the bell dings for us to rise, making us pant like we fought .
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Hideout for the loner
PoetryAn abandoned world a running loner stumbles on, where one empties their colorless emotions, remains of bruised heart and oceans of muffled miseries; is the book your eyes just greeted. "Life stitches dark tatooes on the naked human soul, where...
