English poetry
Waiting for the Cheerful Summer
Waiting for the cheerful summer, I knelt at the rim of sorrow, With a mystic scent of wonder, Hugging tight plans for tomorrow, Praying,…
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Waiting for the cheerful summer, I knelt at the rim of sorrow, With a mystic scent of wonder, Hugging tight plans for tomorrow, Praying,…
My beloved, the rain is writing sweet love letters to the sun Penning memories of summers with the colours of pure bliss, Through the…