My Broken Poetry

  Life

Life is a go, life is know

If you wait it was flow

You just run and run

Don’t think or bun   

 

Open your eye and ears

Join the race, Run with gears

 

Don’t see the right side

Don’t see left side

Only run the straight line

 

Don’t listen the padosies

Don’t hear the relatives

Only chose and path of hearts

 

Don’t take the step back

Walk with straight neck

Heart full of cake

Hope and dear

 

 Breeze flew 

Breeze flew far from eyes

Vicious flora of his

Unbeautiful leaves

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From their homelands of tree

His eyes on sky

And in full swing down on earth

With his exultant eyes

He say were thanking to

God and wind for beauty of green life

Without sorrow of go down

Or fear of loss of life

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