#Nirclepoetry
Andrew Isaac@isaacandrew731602
1 day ago
GOOD MORROW
Pleasant morrow
to every soul breathing.
Smile to the grieved set
Midst of modern slavery
Which watch no one squeal furiously.
The road is either narrow or broad.
I take this path.
You decide your path.
Moving train could faint to pillage engine Risky, scary the boarders exposed.
At the hour of distress comes a remedy.
Is hope in sanity.
A sprouting tree often gain branches
The hour has come
Slouches towards mean, be dead gone.
The resurrecting fogs prevail upon the day.
Never her fabrics damage the eye
Now all things, subject to decay.
Rise and shine is what he hope for.
Better insight to foreseen mountains
Imagination is certain.
Every path can be awaken
Besides the still waters
which Surround the optimist.
Craving for tower in this galaxy.
#Bladepen
#Nirclepoetry
