The 12 sounds...
look at them flow
one by one no more
the 12 sounds
follow the master.
They travel like
wind, rain and snow
all through the earth
they go like seasons,
to circle the
globe for preys
to catch those who
sleep in rain and
wind like treason.
Each one looking
the same, but not all
will remain, for
reasons plain they go
And be no more
together again
12 disasters in vain.
A subliminal game
Mythical_Poet
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(Long Time Coming -2011)
2012 seems to be my luck year for writing. Since the year began, poems have been falling from the sky. Unlike 2010. Maybe its because I finished school, lol
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