Good toppest lustre of the day
The brave hulk which makes hay
These adherent shining through blames
Our pure ambrosial saints ain't flames
These souls has a new odour today
The young beautiful flash to play
We are the good children of glare
Our colour candytuft shift blur
God's love mends and make the youth
This time and space experience use
The living waters with the future frozen
Our power through the mirror was spoken
Past passion, post move on the song
The uniform dance, listen the flowers wrong
Happiness blossom the rainbow nation
Our fruit bloom the path of fasion
We are blood washing through the rails
Of a sweeping banister. Unfolding tails
mm.. sorry.. I was supposed to write here.. well.. never mind.. :) Be blessed
hi my poems about youths I believe I've mention best about them
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Past passion, post move on the song The uniform dance, liked the expression the uniform dance. youth and the dance of passion. it made me think of my own past youth days. thank you dear poet. tony