Today, I stare
Waiting for the light
to come
Today , I shine
Wasting of the bright
Goes by
Tag: poem
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light,
do you come from the sun
how
it feel you have lit the whole expanse
when
I see you at the night
you are a cool breeze
a sliver of silver
cherishing us
the way we cherish
the sun is harsh
and kind
gives us the heat
the bread we gain from it
and at night
the sun sleeps
to gain from rest
and be back again
mighty and tall
the moon is patient
the moon is persistent
always there in the sky
at times
getting hidden
under the bright light
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Shoes shoes shoes
Some small
Some big
They protect us from the harsh heat
Protect they from intense cold
Help to regulate the body temperature
They look cool
Make us look good
And when you walk with them in
The harshness of the ground is prevented
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The trees so green
They always give
Take water and air
Gives fruits and shade
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The starts so many
Count could we
Infinite they seem
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Usually at the day
Cold is the night
As we lay
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The sky is new
Everyday it shows different colours too
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