Piercing Words Poet Personification

Seasons

Summer times; and winter season:
Lovely time and everything happening,
Blue skies and warm mornings,
Beautiful trees and green grasses
Frozen lakes and dim appearances:
Nothing but fogs and mirages

Last month went fishing with my nephew 
Last week went sailing with a few,
I guess nobody likes the oceans
Runner aways and out casts,
What a blue season:
Rainy forecast and mixed up emotions
Took days to settle;
And i was assisted by natives.

From wannabe to being sting by bees 
Honeycombs and bee traps:
Sisters with beautiful garments but dreadful spirits,
No sweetness; no wine
Just dreamless-dreams,
O what happened to the mistresses!

Boys growing up 
From summer to autumn:
The trees that once had its leaves;
Now how they departed,
Early growth but premature death
World war: man throwing tantrums!

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Lyric Man July 25, 2018 at 10:10 PM I enjoyed your personification write.. well done! Piercing Words July 31, 2018 at 5:59 AM Thank you so so much, i thought about the seasons and effects while writing. playing close attention to the changes and applying that concept to the whole life aspect we live in.