Azlan- Descriptive Poetry
It sometimes embraces me with it'swarmness. Struck me with it's
strong, windy blow. It cries
when it faces difficulties,
and calms by showing it's colours.
The Clouds, the Sun and Sky.
-By Azlan
Poetry by MA 5A
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Written on 2011-02-15 at 02:20
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