Poems Galore! by Poon Jun Kai Jared (Jathan Eagle) 潘俊凯

Poem 1:

Jathan_Eagle_from_Jathan_Ered — 2024-02-23 07:57:38 UTC

In fields of green and skies of blue,

Nature's beauty, a love so true.

Birds sing, flowers dance in glee,

Life's fleeting moments, let them be.

Can be longer or shorter, totally depends on what you prefer.

Poem 2:

Jathan_Eagle_from_Jathan_Ered — 2024-02-23 08:00:30 UTC

Roses are red,

Violets are blue,

Sugar is sweet,

And so are you.

Can take inspiration.

Poem 3:

Jathan_Eagle_from_Jathan_Ered — 2024-02-23 08:00:30 UTC

The road less traveled,

Is the one I take,

A journey of uncertainty,

But risks I must make.

The pictures must be something related to the poem.

Poem 4:

Jathan_Eagle_from_Jathan_Ered — 2024-02-23 08:04:38 UTC

Clouds drift lazily,

Across the sky,

Whispering secrets,

As they pass by.

The poems must have a number written on them (title).

Poem 5:

Jathan_Eagle_from_Jathan_Ered — 2024-02-23 08:06:02 UTC

The ocean's waves,

Crash upon the shore,

A never-ending dance,

That I endlessly adore.

Poem 6:

Jathan_Eagle_from_Jathan_Ered — 2024-02-23 08:22:57 UTC

A single candle,

Flickers in the night,

A beacon of hope,

In darkness's plight.

elliotquahkeshiyuan — 2024-02-23 22:07:50 UTC

I sleep at day,

I come out at night.

I am the darkness's brightest light

See me in full glory in nighttime's delight

Can you guess who am I?

elliotquahkeshiyuan — 2024-02-23 22:14:08 UTC

You can see me in the day,

Can't find me at night.

I shine in a way

That's ever so bright.

But play hide and seek at night

Good luck trying to find me

As I am somewhere else on earth

When you sleep peacefully.

elliotquahkeshiyuan — 2024-02-23 22:19:01 UTC

Lovely trees in forests,

Swaying in the breeze.

Speaking their own language,

they whisper quietly,

Whispering little secrets,

whispering quietly.

Do you know these secrets?

You don't? Neither do I.

But their leaves will keep on swaying,

Swaying in the sky.

elliotquahkeshiyuan — 2024-02-23 22:23:33 UTC

In a bustling city,

Like this one you can see,

There are many noises,

Some quiet,

Some expressed loudly,

But through the noisy noises,

I'm sure that you can see,

That though the people are noisy,

They are friendly as can be.

elliotquahkeshiyuan — 2024-02-23 22:36:43 UTC

Every day, you pick up some rubbish.

Ever wonder where it goes?

Beyond the garbage bin,

It has a long journey to go.

First it goes to the blue bin,

Picked up by hardworking staff.

On it goes to the incinerator,

Burned with other stuff.

Then it goes to the landfill,

The disgusting rubbish dump.

However the landfill

Is made by nature itself,

Nature's beauty.

So protect nature today,

or else not have earth just like today.

Jathan_Eagle_from_Jathan_Ered — 2024-03-22 06:57:17 UTC

Lol

da_sigma_one — 2024-03-26 10:31:04 UTC

teoh_ming_er_elly — 2024-10-13 07:15:39 UTC

In autumn’s glow, the leaves descend,
A tapestry where colors blend,
Crimson, gold, and amber bright,
A whispered dance in fading light.

The crisp air carries scents of pine,
And echoes of a harvest time,
As pumpkins glow on doorsteps near,
And cozy sweaters reappear.

The days grow short, the shadows long,
While nature hums a wistful song,
Each breeze a sigh, each rustle a tale,
Of summer’s end, of winter’s veil.

So let us stroll through woods aglow,
Where time slows down, and breezes flow,
Embrace the change, the beauty found,
In autumn’s grace, where peace abounds.

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