Real Or Unreal? - Poem by Philo Yan
The rays of the glorious sun escapes
through the gaps of clustering clouds
Sheath of gold silently slips through
caressing the glistening sea with warm lit light.
Is the picture real?
It can be a real possibility
and unless it is unreal,
let it be part of the imagination
to be inspired and create
something that becomes real.
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