Sagi Writes Poems

How can I forget
the songs of warblers
and wrens singing softly at dawn?
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A cocktail of colors spills,
waves still slumber
in the frosted breath of
Northern Winds,
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This year, I have learned a lot of things
In this world of many terrible happenings
Pandemic, Ukraine war, and calamity
Compelling us to wonder what happened to humanity.
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the waves
lap gently
as the sunset
approaches
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language of love written in sheet music
played by heartbeats while drops fall without rain
where mellow rhythms are making my mind sick
like the melodies pounding on my brain
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I'll write all our bittersweet memories in every piece of my journal,
filling it with our shared joys, laughters, and tears.
More pages might be full of haunted thoughts and questions about how you left me.
However, I will keep writing until I shed no tears.
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Out of the blue, the midnight wind begins to blow,  
unfamiliar croons awaken my cold senses,  
and a misty memory swiftly starts to flow,
reaching the dark depths of my clandestine loneliness.
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star-spangled sky,
and the night breeze whispers
words of goodbye.
the scent of verbena
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I am a flower,
One of a kind.
I have thorns;
However, I always hide them.
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cloaking herself with
carmine chrysanthemums and porcelain roses,
whispering her words
like a fluttering magenta snowflakes,
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