Envy is a dark green
It smells like sprouts
It sounds like a factory
It feels like poison ivy
It looks like mushy peas
It tastes like sour milk
written by N.j.Storm
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Poetry
Yesterday
Yesterday, while I was
sleeping, the anxious Autumn
came.
Softly, silent, rooks were
blown about on a busy Friday
night.
Senseless litter expired in the wind towards bells dumb and noisy.
While, I slept in my
bedroom, the last rose of
Summer withered.
written by N.j.Storm
