the penning life

orange clouds wave
white sky above, rectangular universe
letters from amazing writers
gather it and go between the clouds
pour out
raindrops of joy
riding the swaying winds
rolling the suns around
while playing,
the heavy rain suddenly became thicker
where the horizon meets the horizon
to the end of the curved sea
A ship whose shape is disheveled
dragging And below that,
poetry was used as a food of life
the poet's name
engraved under the light of the lighthouse
on the raging sea
In a gradually fading yellow color
It turns a cliff shadow as the size of a fingernail
jumping over to the exercise book
onto the coffee-colored desk
Confess....... which was disadvantageous to self
to nullify the life to come
writing to the end.