Serenade
As night defeats the day, your guitar I hear strumming softly ;
Could it be true, angels descend from heaven to sing love songs?
I rise and run to chase the rhythm, alas, it fades away!
2ND PLACE
Let the Pens Flow - Sijo
Contest Judged: 6/11/2020 12:47:00 PM
Sponsored by: Jenish Somada
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JC Brul | Year Posted 2020
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