The day isn’t humid.
It’s more a hot brick on fire.
Our lives ain’t vivid,
but M’lord drops fish from the sky.
And when it ends at night,
we gather and pray side by side.
What does it take in a fight,
when its outcomes are so light weighted?
Le Lam.
Tried to adapt my country’s popular (or unique, some may say) poem rule using English. Here are the rules in Vietnamese: Luật Thơ Lục Bát. Enjoy!
I know you write poetry but I didn’t know you’re an amazing poet anh! Glad I found this corner of yours.
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Thank you a lot, a lot for your kind words. I’m just a beginner though 😦 But indeed, I aim to be amazing one day! 😛
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