red and orange with a hint of yellow
radiantly glowing in the once blue sky
shining down from the heavens above
down onto this once perfect world.
a once clouded sky
is now a majestic purple
darkening after the once radient red
bestowing a chilly breeze to all
all sleeping and awake.
once there is darkeness
and all big and small start to dream
thats when the pretty lights way up high
come out to dance and play.
the once pretty lights go dim
and then, the radiently glowing
red orange and yellow come to play once again
only to be followed by more blue.
This poem is unique in my mind because the incorrect grammar is not distracting at all. The thoughts are very well formed and are complete. It's stunning that you have the ability to do that. Bravo.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
you are really good descriptive wise its like your there when you read it