Streetlamp

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Riddles  |  House: Booksie Classic

Sometimes we should think about little stuff that's around us. If you are wandering, why I chose weird words, I'll give you a clue. Look at the first letter of every line.

 

Shining alone in the middle of the silent snowy street.

Tired of watching the dawn going down every night.

Rain thumped its twinkiling head for an hour,

East wind shoving its dark linear body,

Embarrassed by the evil sun who

Teared off its alluring clothes.

Left naked, it cried,

Ah, please. Don't

Make me

Perish.

 
 


Submitted: April 06, 2012

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