Pen It Like a Poet by ALISSA SOFEA MOHD ADLY

Spring

23006278 — 2025-04-17 00:57:29 UTC

She pirouettes with grace and joy,

Splashing dewdrops on awakening petals,

In a mesmerizing ballet of colors

farisyamohdsobri — 2025-04-18 03:23:11 UTC

The rays of the sun scream on top of my head,

Shining brightly like no others,

To indicate that it's time to rise

2025-04-18 03:23:42 UTC

The crocodile grins slyly,

Gliding through secrets the river can't hide,

It's eyes whispering promises of danger.

2025-04-18 03:24:48 UTC

The giant blue waves abusively slap the shore,

It angrily swallows everything it can reach,

AKA it is a tsunami.

2025-04-18 03:25:59 UTC

I was born in the sun

So i crave for the snow

But the sun hugs me with its warmth

While the snow pinches my skin

And tickles my spine with icy fingers

2025-04-18 03:26:13 UTC

The giant blue waves abusively slap the shore,

It angrily swallows everything it can reach,

Who is it ? It is a tsunami.