Poetic-surge Poetry Contest #week2 haven of peace
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Gentle and rhythmic,
The trees sway their hairs,
To the sweet serenade of the blue sea breeze,
As the stars sprinkled strobe lights.
Away from the drowning innocent bloods,
And from roars of metallic lions too,
The haven of peace is here,
Says the old sage cuckoo.
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Cool
Well written.
Lovely poem
This poem certainly did bring me peace... I love the imagery... welldone...