The Darkest Sun - Poem by Anuvintha Rajeev
This morning i spare, In my couch and with my pen my window was wide and my sight was clear! The wide blue sky like a clear stage it played a drama i believe with the actors of all sun, clouds, birds and the wide sky but the view was darkened why, i stood up glaring the sight where the sun turned black, dark and ash i had the greatest oppurtunity where no one ever guessed or knew, the sky has turned darkest blue with the darkest sun ever where the sky made a dark war! !
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