Mohammad alKurdi - Pretty

Walking down the road in nowhere
Knowing not to go, but there
With a view a scene a picture can be seen
And takes the attention while being there
As the others are not there

That mystery is a glory
Is an art which tells a story
A symphony plays 'do not worry'
Trembling the heart with no sorry

Is a flower sends its perfume
To those who want to resume
To where the life begins and ends
In a wink and no another sense

I say the P is the Pretty that i must follow
That R the Road which by i will borrow
The E with the End that will end
To the T Towards what i call
Why and Y is You.. You.

You are pretty

Mohammad alKurdi

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