Pistachio's Poem - Poem by Yuri Pistachio
Human are selfish, Human are realistic.
What have you received?
Kindness spreads around the world,
Or is it polluting people's mind?
When one tries to salvage,
Everyone else takes advantage.
How can one believe a promise?
When it is meant to be broken.
How can two hands clap,
When one remains silence crap.
Speechless: Smile, a ratio.
Naming as a Pistachio.
Nested in a hallow,
I realized my life is so shallow.
I open my eyes with a
better vision towards life.
When everything is a lie,
I'm to make it right.
I stand down to earth,
Valuing it's worth.
When life is a swirling turf,
My mind is to be crystal clear.
I didn't know I can write poems.
But everyone born with talent.
If there's a will, there's a way.
if it doesnt, turn and walk away!
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