This is my poem..
When the leaves sing,
and the door hug,
We can see a sharpener eats...
Then the trees scratch,
Suddenly a pen scolds,
and the lamps run,
I feel weird and scared....
About Me
- asmaa_noor
- Nothing special about me..I just a girl who want to know about this life.Nothing interesting about me to share with you all.
3 comments:
oh no!!!
aspalela make a poem!!!
i am dreaming or what?????
hey babe..love to read your poem..
hehe..
very good!!!
i not believe you can make a poem...
i hope you can make poem to me...hehehe
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