Sunrise Poem – Good Morning Poem Sunrise Poem A morning, Its breaking dawn, In the fog, Its sunrise of the sun, Lost its warmth, And spring, Blossom in the frost, Its flower died, Because of the cold, A baby, Died when is born, Its journey was from, The cradle to the grave.
Winter Season Poem – Poem on Winter Season Winter Season Poem In winter mornings I saw When I’m to work go The young beautiful girls Going their schools everyday Makes me misremember my young That gone never back again With my soul sadness groans On my happy past memories When I’m in my beginning Feel
Good Morning Poem – Morning Poem Good Morning Poem The morning came again The dark gone away The moon and the stars Hide behind the light Of new day sunrise dawn Its golden waves Invaded the darkness The life colors appear Spread its beautiful everywhere To its coming back As new born from the black
Good Morning Poem – Poem on Morning Good Morning Poem Got up too early, One Sunday morn, The uninteresting holidays, Made me roast like a corn. Restless I was, Like a little tide, I quickly left for, A long adventurous hike. Packed up my rucksack, Changed in my trekking wear, Quickly left for the trek,
Beautiful Morning Poem – Morning Poetry Beautiful Morning Poem A cold dull winter morning, Forced to wake up, Drowsiness had me scorning , A daily routine hiccup. Awaken from my deep slumber My eye started to ache, A behavior very fumble, My Half awaken mind would make. My cozy warm quilt, Dragged by my mother,
Morning Poem Morning Poem Sun’s shining early in the morning Wondering around and have witty mind By praying loud and crying behinds Arranging scheduled and works around But flowers in the garden wondering why? Swaying in the morning and say’s You have a wonderful day, oh…it’s me! A beautiful flowers around you darling I wondering
Good Morning Poem Good morning Every morning I scared, Blinking my eyes around, Views any color of wordings, That turning my life into blues, With loved deep inside. Feeling beautiful and lovely, Even my heart is crying, But that tears should swept by your words. And eyes starting crumpled But it could shine and fond