Mountains and valleys heard the plan
Tired years of pouring rain
Honest trees echoed gale songs
Can heard songs fall asunder?
Lazy moments space out and last
Mad in my cagey mind
Lost nostalgic in a maze
Can time find a way, I wonder.- By Arth S.
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From The Listener's Book Club:
ReplyDeleteEmma-Hearing, it's lovely
Moritz-Best poem ever
Kate-Great work!
Nadia-Timeless and beautiful
Jack M-nice work
Coco-Awesome poem Arth/I love the rhythm and meter
Eliana-Beautiful poem Arth
Brynn-Arth, You are such an incredible poet
Aiden-A magnificent read
Luke-Nice poem, Arth!
Ruhi-Great visual
Aulton-I get so emotional listening to the solemn poems from the dear minds of my friends. Arth, I hear the forest and its beautiful kind of silence. This is gorgeous.
Brendan-time was using
Miller-Into this poem, Arth. It is gorgeous. So beautifully written
Devon-I am thinking you have too much love in your heart for nature
What a beautiful poem, Arth. I’m so proud of you. I’ve read it many times now.. just beautifully constructed.
ReplyDeleteGreat poem Arth with the great meaning within. Loved it.
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