Crazy Colors
by Gwenny Cheu
Day Dreamer
Gwenny Cheu
Gwenny,
adrift upon a vessel lone,
Enraptured by a reverie unknown,
A daydream born
beneath the starry light,
And held in thrall
until the morning bright.
Ice-cream
Gwenny Cheu
Ice-cream? They are cold.
Softly swirling, a frozen delight,
Scoops of sweetness, cool and bright,
A treat to savor, a dessert so bold,
Ice cream's allure never grows old.
Lovers
What is Love's true essence?
A tree, unmoved by passion's presence,
Believes love and romance to be overrated,
But its rooted stillness keeps it isolated.
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For a tree can never know
The depth of feelings that lovers show,
Emotions that surge like a flowing stream,
A romantic force that makes hearts beam.
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So let us not judge Love's worth,
For it transcends the boundaries of earth,
It ignites a flame that burns within,
And fills our hearts with joy, love, and kin.
The Forest of Piano
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Amidst the veil of insomnia's woe,
Gwenny sought solace in a forest's glow,
Where melodies from her piano did flow,
And music breathed life into trees aglow.
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The forest, enchanted by Gwenny's tune,
Joined in chorus, beneath the moon,
Until the line blurred between the two,
A mystical dance, where notes imbued.
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At last, the music's spell took hold,
And Gwenny drifted off, a sight to behold,
Asleep on the piano in the woods so bold,
Her dreams now part of nature's mold.
Sadness
Gwenny Cheu
Gwenny's eyes are fixed on thee,
Do they see what they long to be?
Sober, somber, lost in thought,
Their sadness a weight, heavy wrought.
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Do they wish to break free and fly?
To soar above and touch the sky,
Or do they revel in their sorrow,
Dreaming of a brighter tomorrow?
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Only time and fate can tell,
As Gwenny watches, under their spell,
But may we offer them our care,
And ease their burden, if we dare.
Her
Gwenny Cheu
My heart sings with joy when she's around,
Her presence is a balm,
a comfort found,
With laughter and chatter,
our days go by,
Her friendship is a treasure,
never to deny.
