Rhapsody resounds, resonating for eons, what'll be your echo?
Prompt challenge: Use at least two yellow things in a poem without using the word "yellow." My response takes the path of dawn—whe...
Birds flutter, greens dance
to symphonic sunup songs,
resonant reggae.
Welfare unto all
Rab rakha
Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.
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Since every thought is a seed, I am looking forward to a delicious harvest.