Md Alzhrani Poet Narrative

The Joy Is

While the city was very boring,
there was a happy child.
In the begin,
he start smiling like a sunrise.

Calmly..
contemplates all people,
All faces..
All places.
Everyone feels sadness
All feel isolated.

In the morning,
when he touched a lonely rose,laughed
and grows happy.

Then, he sang a different song.
Grass, people, places,
All of them danced.
In short..
The joy is a planet of children.

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Skat A January 18, 2016 at 2:14 PM MD, Awesome write, Thank You for sharing... SKAT...

Ralph Sergi October 23, 2015 at 3:37 PM Hi MD: Beautiful poem! There is nothing as you intimated as happy child. My Compliments! Md Alzhrani October 24, 2015 at 5:48 PM HI Ralph...thank you for your sweet word.

Poet Destroyer A October 18, 2015 at 5:10 AM MD A, I Like the joy of life. You paint a beautiful free verse poem. Hugs. LINDA Md Alzhrani October 18, 2015 at 6:31 AM Dear LINDA: actually.. You make me motivated to work harder. regards.